a dreamers lament

for someone with their head constantly in the clouds

reality

can sometimes feel

like a thunderous

storm

waking you out of peaceful reverie

stealing the wonders

 of the ethereal

esoteric

parts of the world and

yourself

reality is often painful

ceaseless reminder

that to live in this world

is to conform.

but this is not life.

for dreamers

it is existing.

it is torture

for those intoxicated

by the foggy

airiness of the

clouds

 

Featured Image Bennie Rose