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Imagination
My therapist once told me that I have wide imagination,
I could use it for good.
I believed him, and started to use it to control my mood.
Whenever I feel saf, I would imagine myself living in a beautiful place.
I used it to the point where I depend on it to solve all my case.
But one day, it turned up against me, it became scary.
My imagination went out of control, it now frights me daily.
I couldn't escape,
I was trapped inside.
Everything I see now turned to darkness, exquisite things left my sight.
I ran back to my therapist and told him that I was scared.
But all he said was,
"I don't care"
N.H
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Beyond The Thoughts
Poesía[Completed] "We all have stories, some will tell, some will hide and some will just pour it all in a poem"
