Ideas that linger in the back of my mind. Silent dreams that I don't remember. An image of my fantasy I want to see come true. Daydreams that keep me awake. Stories that I wish I could live in. My fantasies come alive with my words. 

A tale to tell, a story to be heard, and a legend to remember. My silent wish to be true to who I am. Always and forever.

My heart tucked between the chapters called life and death. That's where my imagination runs free and my madness a curious creature made to rebuild what my heart is willing to destroy. My mind a governor of time and space where everything is timeless and runs a rhythm close to the ticks of a clock and the hollow thumps of my heart.