PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Sometimes I find my self awake

only to find that I'm not there

I'm off in my secret place

where I can write without a care

when this life is feeling fake

I  sit with the wind in my hair

feel the smile creep on my face

and write away all my despair

feel like I'm floating in space

but I'm right here in my chair

if there's a heaven, this is a taste

I feel only writing can get me there