An original poem by Helena Lilith. From my trials I dealt with in the past, I had to learn for myself that it's up to me to become who I always dreamed of becoming. Even if the past wasn't in my favor, I can change my future for a better life. So writing this poem, "A Bad Dream", helped me to reflect on how I was escaping my own bad dream in reality while finding my own peace of mind. I hope you enjoy this original piece
A Bad Dream
All these cycles leaving me so psycho,
Survival upon arrival, revival becomes rivals
And life spirals on for more miles?
Just wanna ride tho, don't wanna die tho, don't need no Geico
Like so I lie low, repeating, "Oh, I know...",
Scattered up in matter rather than oh,
What matters the most?
Left diagnosed, from pillar to post
It was my time to take the approach
To provoke, to revolt, and hoped to promote
Await to escape for my great escape,
With the great debate with the late mistakes
Of who should I partake in?
I was so forsaken then!
Amassed to be inspirational, ********' sensational
Despite the first to break cycles that were so generational...
b***h, just might be the first at last,
Ohh, so motivational!
