This World Of Imaginary
On the other realm of reality
The vivid color of life.
The place where happiness reigns
and all is forgotten.
I stand in this world of imaginary.
The long hills of grassy fields.
The blood red sky and dark forest.
All me just my silence and foot steps.
Struggling to find the end of this world.
This one imaginary world.
A new world comes. A new sky comes.
A distorted world of twisted emotions.
All created by me, The trees twisted and bent.
The broken green sky. What kind of imagination is this?
The shapes and shadows of all who love me.
They walk past me as if I'm just invisible.
This isn't my world of imagination.
This isn't the world I put myself in.
This world was made up by all who cared and loved me.
It was once a beautiful world.
A world they all could escape to but abandonment reigned.
This world they created for me is no longer happy.
It's a broken mirrior and shattered glass.
It's a castaway of all sorts.
Nothing left to this imaginary world.
Nothing but me and my everlasting silence
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