Victim to my own imagination

I am a victim 

To the imagination of my own 

I have been tricked in

In my mind, to walk among tombstones...

I feel shallow within, without backbone!

Once I loved myself, but now I oppose...

All these thoughts when my mind turned

Into an evil sanctum! 

I am one of those throwaway dreams

That I’ve been dreaming 

If you give me the time, maybe I could retreat

Only if my life still holds a meaning!

I pretend as if I need no help

I’m a stupid emo whose j

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ust depressed 

I really want a ray of light for I see my life lingering in the dark ahead!

I worry my creativity has turned me insane

Yet another reason for my heartbreak

I once for sure dreamed of a perfect life

But I guess I won’t be able to pay the price

For a life called correct or perfect!

As my imagination victimized 

Me into somebody even I don’t recognize!

As my imagination victimized me into somebody even I don’t recognize!