MY IMAGINATION

MY IMAGINATION

At the deepest part of my mind,
Runs different thoughts,
Flashing with different scenes,
I love the feeling when it comes with fantasy,
But I find myself hitting my skull when the thoughts are scary,
Praying to come back to my right senses.

If there was an act I love to do more often,
It would be bringing forth those thoughts,
To strike the reality of the present day,
It could be crazy at times
But I love the pleasure I derive,
For it wears away my fears and worries.

As I was in the middle of the battle field,
Battling with the troubles around me,
Everything around me brought hopelessness to my face,
But then,my imagination helped,
It brought you beside me,
I assumed that we were in it together,
That imagination brought hope to my face once again.

I found myself in the middle of nowhere,
Surrounded by these beings,
Drenched in blood and ready to feast on me,
I became cold with fear as they came closer,
With water dripping down my body,
I made an attempt to scream but my voice was gone,
Alas,they pounced on me
And boom!!!
I came back to my right senses.

But I became scared,
Scared of sleeping all alone
In this dark room,
That was where it all started,
How the imagination began,
With a strained smile on my face,
I shook my head
Wondering what I've gotten myself into.
Aydesmond