Looking out into that hallway
My eyes must be playing tricks on me
I swear I saw a monster run by
Something I tried to escape
Burying my head in my pillow
I watch the raindrops gently fall
Closing my eyes again
I drift off into my own little world
I'm a dreamer, as they say
I spend more time out of this world than in
You say I don't have a grasp on reality
But I made this world to escape from it
Your reality is so much harsher
Maybe you should give it a try
Then again, you made mine living Hell
Maybe you enjoy it after all
Those inky black nights
Seem to seep into my brain
Blinding me with fear
Dreams give me an imaginary light
I hold that light, that candle
Hard against my chest
Willing it to melt into me
So I'll never be without dreams again
Author notes
Song: Imaginary
Band: Evanescence (hell yea!)
anyway, this is based off the song, Imaginary, because 1. it was for a contest, and i dont get to write evanescence songs very often 2. im a dreamer aswell, and i feel very close to this...either way, enjoy!
A contest entry
- ~Above the Faded Line~ by NotOfThisWorld.
550 points, ended August 4, 2008, 5 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Totally reminiscent of the song!!! I could feel the essence of the original song floating inside me, and this was just beautiful! Thanx for the entry.


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I can comptlely relate to this. I am a dreamer as well, and hardly ever completly present in this world. This poem reminds me of that quote, "I reject your reality, so I sustitute my own."~Unknown. I like the way you started off your poem, it pulled the reader in.
I like that song too. Good luck in the contest.


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Great write i loved it alot. My favorite part was when you said "I'm a dreamer, as they say I spend more time out of this world than in You say I don't have a grasp on reality But I made this world to escape from it Your reality is so much harsher Maybe you should give it a try Then again, you made mine living Hell Maybe you enjoy it after all" good write :]
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Beautiful poetry, the dreamers of this world have created the magnificent treasures that have lasted throughout the ages! Would you rather gaze fondly at my neatly balanced bookkeeping entries or the Mona Lisa? There's a need for both, but let's face it ~ kudos!




