What It Takes..
Inside A Dreamers Mind *Mine*
The world where my imagination is king and my soul is its servant has been the creator of my false happiness and the keeper of my darkest regrets. This all too familiar retreat steals from me the reality I need to grow in my actual life. It has done this for as long as I can remember. I used to consider it a gift. Now I don't want it. I want to be a true realist where dreams have no function and therefore no control. Then I can be the maker of my own universe where true happiness lies. This place where regret cannot fester because all opportunities would be called upon. This place where control is mine and not that of my conscious. Where the choice to be unhappy stays with me and not my imagination. Where the world can be unkind if fate will have it. Where fate's unkindness can be fought. Where the fight can be won. Where winning would bring to me all things I consider treasure. Where treasure would never be in short supply. Where my life truly ends and begins. Where heart truly breaks and mends. Where my mind focuses. Where my soul strengthens. Where lies have no form and truths have no secrets. Where the choice to happy stays with me and not my imagination.
I'm so glad your not dead (wow that sounds really weird) :) I hope you make a full recovery
12/11/13