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Solace within
It's literally all I have,
When the world's against me,
And I feel like crying.
Even when no one's here with me,
It's always here, undying.
Like a loyal dog,
It's never leaving my side.
When I can't help but feel anguish,
I run to my imagination,
Where a brief bliss resides.
Reality strikes harsh,
Like a relentless storm,
But my mind crafts a haven,
Where warmth is the norm.
A world I orchestrate,
Where I'm valued, where I'm free.
A realm untouched by fear,
Anguish, and anxiety.
My imagination is the universe,
With planets vast and varied.
Each world holds its creation,
A sanctuary, unmarred and unharried.
I create my own existence,
A canvas of dreams and light.
It's my sole escape,
From the oppressive, encroaching night.
Those moments are my solace,
A fleeting, sweet release.
Before reality dawns on me,
Shattering my peace.
But at least,
In those precious, stolen moments,
I can be happy, at ease,
And live my life
In my very own imagination,
Where I find my peace
© Silent whispers 💙
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