My restless imagination Is much more interesting than the real world. It distracts me from the troubles That this world presents. It gives me superpowers To make them all go away. My restless imagination Is my best friend. I can tell it anything. It won’t give an opinion, Because it already knows. It’ll listen for hours on end. It is so much better than a real person. My restless imagination
Is shoved into a dark, lonely corner. I didn’t put it there on purpose, The Earthly normalities made me. For if I dwell in the bliss of my imagination for too long , They’ll think I’m odd. They’ll lock me away. They’ll beat me until I can’t breathe. Then they’ll do it again and again, Until my imagination is shattered And I’m left with nothing. So, my restless imagination Is abused. Ignored. Starved. But now, it’s retaliating, Getting even more restless. Now I’m scared That it might take over. But my restless imagination Is my reality. And other peoples reality Is their imagination. We all live in our own worlds, So how can we be sure there is just one?
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Gio
26/6/2019 04:29:38 pm
NEVER conform to earthly normalities! :D
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Meg
26/6/2019 07:51:53 pm
Thank you so much! I’m glad you liked it! :D
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Sharon Brown
26/6/2019 08:49:02 pm
Amazing Meg! Very powerful words.
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