Blue Thoughts in Red Ink

I wake up, I might be screaming
Exhale sigh in relief, was only dreaming
I know what I should be doing, who I should be
Still resisting, it just won’t feel like me
Do I prefer the predictable, a normal life so tame?
Still running not wanting to taste the lovely plateau of fame
Ironic, I may be lonely already, my mind in a paradox it’s caught
I step inside myself trying to accomplish some serious thought
My weary body, I must rest it upon my soft bed
Losing myself to slumber, whilst the pillow cradles my head
I wake up, I may be screaming
I’m afraid I could still be dreaming….

Blue Thoughts in Red Ink

Ashley Huston

Lynn Haven, United States

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this poem reminds me loops, further reminding me of circles. I loathe circles

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