The Second Life Poem by Laura arwen

Maybe in my
second life I
want be a
discrete pastry chef
Maybe I don't
have the opportunity
to live the
second life
My life is
a miserable story
because my only
company is me
and my unusual
thoughts
In this moment
my only desire
is couponing
I want to
sleep in silence
immersed in good
and beautiful dreams
I want to
save money in
my future because
I want buy
something for my
writing
I relax myself
only being with
my thoughts in
my messy heaven
My heart is
broken when my
mind doesn't dream
and doesn't think
out simple and
monotonous stories
For me the
second life isn't
traumatic