Fantasy
Fantasy
It is great in here,
I go back again and again.
Some days when exhaustion overwhelms,
And the mind is at chaos,
I often spend my time in my head,
Creating fantasies.
And it is surprising,
How people are so comforting here.
It’s a shame that they just exist in my head.
But the false world,
That I have created seems to prolong too much these days.
And it is hard to tell whether it is a boon or bane?
I have been offered comfort,
But I have also been kept in the dark about my reality.
Reality is meant to be painful, they say.
Learn to live in it.
But every person has a pain limit.
And I have too.
Where do you go when the stress overwhelms?
And people around you are not much help.