This thick haze of confusion fills my lungs,
until each breath becomes more difficult.
How did this happen?
How is it even possible?
I never expected any of this.
And yet with icy chills dancing up and down my spine,
I'm forced to admit the inevitable truth.

I want to drown in that deep pool of self denial.
Those inky depths produce a welcoming cloak of invisibility.
I'm suddenly reminded of Harry Potter and his invisible cloak.

Oh how I yearn to lose myself in the world of make believe.
A world of fairytales.
A world where magic is real.
Reality on the other hand is cold, harsh and unforgiving.
Its ice cold grip on my soul keeps me...