A Lonely Dreamer

I sleep all day,

Sit on the couch alone

Watching a movie

By myself,

Typing words of loneliness

And occasionally read a chapter

Of Mr. Wilde’s spectacular intelligence,

I see no one in my line of sight

For weeks at a time,

I hear only the television

And my keyboard

Typing my dreams into reality,

Pretending one day they’ll come true.

 

I sleep all day

Watching my dreams

Like the movies I see

From the lonely couch,

Seeing pictures of happiness

And adventures that I’ll never

Experience with others that

I’ll never know,

Meeting and loving fictional characters,

Waking up alone in bed,

Greasy and tired

I fall back into my dreams,

Pretending life is like

My beautiful alternate reality.