Reality is fiction to me,
In my world I understand,
In my world there are creatures,
Werewolves and vampires,
Ghouls and ghosts,
Mages and hobs.
Reality is fiction to me,
I do not understand it,
I cover myself like a cloak,
With my world as fabric,
I am safe here,
Safe here from the unknown world you live in.
Reality is fiction to me,
But I escape in books,
I escape in dreams,
I escape in poems and music.
Reality is fiction to me,
Most anything is unimportant,
So I bid you farewell,
I turn on my heels,
and go to a world that I can understand,
I go to my world,
Will you accompany me?
Reality is fiction to me, But I escape in books, I escape in dreams, I escape in poems and music. a new idea with new angle thinking is making your poem sweet and it means that you got a rich brain with rich ideas..appreciate your task and good meaningful poems and its also a good one and impressive alot..well done 10/10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hello, Anne! How beautiful it is your ' escape in books, in dreams, in poems and music'! Keep up your poem writing, which will certainly inspire many other people around.