Dreams in the Modern Age

She lives in her mind

It's how she spends her time

Magic lands, princes in disguise

The queen of her world,

catch her on cloud nine

But the story isn't as it seems

There's terrors in every dream

They lurk outside the frame

Waiting to stake their claim

You couldn't know

How hard it has to get

To invent a world and just forget

She hopes for an escape

And in her head she found her place

But sometimes it's not enough

She finds herself out of luck

The real world seeps through

There's nothing she can do

But wait it out and hope and pray

her palace isn't too far away

She lives in her mind 

It's how she spends her time

Reviews

[NeuroVersifier]

Thank you for this. No matter how far we get in life, or how "successful" we become, there are some days during which we suddenly find ourselves on the precarious precipice of decompensation. For me it was as recent as this morning. Thus, your poem is timely and deeply resonates with my experience. Escaping into the palaces of my mind has always been my coping strategy of choice.

Anyway, good work!

[Nicole Schuster]

Wow. Just wow. This is so incredible, so real.

[Coyote Poetry]

The world can seem cold and tire.
"The real world seeps through
There's nothing she can do
But wait it out and hope and pray
her palace isn't too far away"
All of us daydream. We need a escape. Thank you Megan for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote