Daydreams

written and illustrated by Lilith Noah

there's this time, half asleep,

late at night when my head explodes.

there's this time, seconds before

white bliss where i am nothing but

memories and daydreams, fairytales, escapes.

i'm something in my dream, more than nothing, my head

the only place where i'm the hero, maybe it's

a saviour complex but then again

who doesn't wish for roses at their feet.

there's this time, in the quiet city sound, where i'm

everything i want to be, in my dreams,

in my head, in my mind.

oh, how i wish that i

were in love with reality but

i would rather suffocate on my fantasy than

breathe in my own imperfection.