dreams v reality

almost got myself in some serious trouble.
sometimes I feel like it's all a dream,
I can act and the consequences won't be so severe.
I felt that way when I was younger and had less responsibilities,
always acting on impulse and finding myself
in realities that seemed surreal, too fucked up to be real.
(yes, I had quite a few messed up experiences in the past)
but this time I woke up in the present life and realized I wasn't dreaming.
I  woke up and got up, away from trouble.

although...
it would be nice to melt into that dream,
for the pleasure and the escape.

Back Again

I need something... I have recently been lacking inspiration and courage to write. I feel so paranoid about what people think of what I put out there, maybe it sounds simple or even stupid to some people, my opinions and thoughts. But I'm writing now. I am gathering the courage to share more of myself with someone, whoever is reading this.