Still trying to sleep,
Im so tired and done
I want someone amazing
Someone cool
I want someone new
So, im on my way
To dreamland
Where all my wishes
And dreams come true
Well I only have 4 true wishes,
That I really want
To come through
I wish for that perfect someone,
To be loved the way I should be,
To be finally happy,
I wish to be somewhere
where nothing can go wrong
But I call do is pretend,
And right now im pretending that im,
Sleeping on soft white clouds
That I use as pillows
Soaring through the dark blue night sky
That would be my blanket tonight
Gazing at the stars
As they tell me a story
As I drift off to my own
Dreamland,
This poem was ok.
I really like the begining where you want to drift off to sleep to get rid of daily troubles.
Then you write about 4 wishes, and never tell the readers what those 4 wishes are.
Near the end of the poem your writing becomes repeditive and over explained.
I still see a strong poetic ability inside you, but it seems like you're still trying to find yourself within your poetry.
If so I wish you the best of luck.
Thanks for the read and never stop writing.
>~Spirit~>