#WritcoPoemPrompt89
Cosmic and silver lined dreams,
More than a castle in the air,
Crisscrossed shade and sunny gleams,
It's time to disconnect from it and travel somewhere
its time, i know. But why does every part of my being resist it so?
to disconnect would be to go back, to slide back into a reality i would rather not claim as my own. but at last it is only wishful thinking, for my reality is far far different from this image of sunshine...