Im a dreamer
I dream by day
and by night
listening to arctic monkeys under the stars
as I fall asleep; conversations bleeding into the background
I dream of better days and different mes and different yous
of lost loves green oceans, and blue seas
I dream in memories I wish could of turned out different
searching for how to get love down right like a melody I cant quite grasp for some reason Im always off key, and a bit offbeat walking through all the mistakes catalogued compiled and saved within my head
I dont think I'll ever quite figure it out but youll be the first to know when I think Ive got it
YOU ARE READING
Poetry Imperfected
PoetryI'm not a good poet but I enjoy writing poetry. Maybe one day I will be a good poet. But for now I write my feelings, about my faults my flaws, past romances, and in general anything that inspires me to write.
