Daydreaming
About things that won't come true
I am screaming
At the consuming web, I got myself into
Why?
What was I thinking?
Lie
In sweet demise, I am sinking
A moment of pleasure
Lifetime of Regret
Unhealthy coping knows no measure
Now I am stuck in this net
Daydreaming
About stuff I should not
I am beaming
But the cost is a lot
Oh no
I should've known better
This blow
Has me sobbing in my sweater
Traded the long run for the one-shot
Such a moron I am
I have gotten trapped in my own plot
On my desk, my head, I want to slam
Daydreaming
Losing the sense of reality
The series of regret is streaming
I am paying the price of being so carefree
How?
Did I not see through it
Vow
That tore me bit by bit
I bought some instant joy
And paid future as a price
My own success I did destroy
For a moment in paradise
Daydreaming
Reality and thoughts have unified
Now, I am redeeming
For pushing the greater good aside
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Hey there, depressed souls! Here is another Sunday update. My preboards had been postponed and now my maths preboard is tomorrow and my syllabus is just...I don't even want to talk about it. Whenever I think about tomorrow's exam, all I want is to curl up in a ball and sob my eyes out.
I am really going to go crazy this week because the full syllabus preboards of tenth are there with one holiday in between for some subjects(My school really hates my guts) so I MIGHT miss the next Sunday update. I mean I do have the poem ready already but I might forget publishing it with the sword of exam dangling over my head. So, please cooperate.
As usual, I am questioning my priorities when publishing these in the midst of my preboards but still, do I care? Heck, no.
Am I going to regret this later? Probably.
Will I have a panic attack tomorrow morning before exam? Extremely likely.
But am I going to learn from my mistake and concentrate on my studies( 🤮)? Nah.
Am I still going to worry out of my mind while boring you to death with my pointless rants? Duh!
NOW, Vote, Comment, Share and all. WISH ME BEST OF LUCK so that I don't die under failure before publishing the next poem.
See you Soon!
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Midnight Poetry (2): Dark Poems With Concealed Motivation
PoetryREGULAR UPDATES EVERY SUNDAY Life isn't a bed of roses but more like a Ferris wheel. Ups and downs are an inevitable part of life. This poem collection deals with the downs. As you can guess by the title, the kind of thoughts you get at midnight or...
