Daydreamer

The world sleeps and I dream.
For I am a dreamer.
My eyes glaze over and my mind wanders.
It wanders to a better place.

Inside my mind are these little dreams.
Moments of pure, untainted clarity.
Life, love, happiness and faith.
My own private reality.

I walk through the fields of green.
Wandering for hours peacefully.
Unaware of my true living self.
Enjoying the moments I spend in my mind.

In these fields, I contemplate my life’s true meaning.
I look for the purpose of my existence.
And lo and behold!
I find nothing but broken angels and tattered wings.

These burnt and blackened creatures.
They don’t belong here.
I strive to help them.
And only hurt myself.