I’ll stay in my bed until I find a place outside where I belong
I’ll stay in my head until my thoughts are gone
Here I feel so at home
With maladaptive daydreaming, I am never alone
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The Devil's Triangle
The sails ruffled in the breeze as we cruised along. The Sea Breeze was a mid-size catamaran that sailed out of Royal Naval Dockyard in Bermuda. We had booked this trip weeks in advance and were now looking at our Captain, Spike and two boat hands. Paddy and Wilson seemed like nice guys, joking around with the passengers and telling us some stories about Bermuda that only locals would know. Their island accents sounded almost British but they were pleasant to listen to.
By Barbara Gode Wiles6 days ago in Fiction
Comments (8)
Your poem beautifully captures the comfort and solitude found in daydreaming
EVERY WHERE IN MY SELF HAVE CHANCE FOR LIVING
Ahhh very relatable!!
Ohh- Lots of hugs! Go out and seach for your place!!
'Bed' is my favorite place. 'couch' is a close second. As an introvert I relate. Great poem!
Really lovely i do that too 😢❤️❤️
I'm feeling it today!!
very nice....Emily