Hopeless Dreamer

I have a hidden obsession with the non existing world, so I dream.
When I dream, I write. When I write, I escape.
Even if its just for a small time, you see.
My dreams help me escape me and live in a world of my fantasies.
My desire, my good fortune. A moment where time is forever racing.
Racing my mind, speeding my heart, giving me incredible thoughts.
I only wish to escape into my fantasies, even if its not long.
A brief moment is what I want, an eternity is what I need.


~Dana C.~
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I'm a poet at heart and I've been working on this poem as of an hour ago.

This is an original short poem by me.

I wrote this at 10:45am, (eastern standard time) on August 05, 2014

Thank you and enjoy!