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My Imagination

December 8, 2012
By AmayaEcho SILVER, York, Pennsylvania
AmayaEcho SILVER, York, Pennsylvania
6 articles 1 photo 5 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Stay strong."


Instinct will keep your body here
When you see mine broken in the meadow.
Happiness will go.
Invisibility will thrust dark bricks onto your chest,
And the cloud of ash will make your mind go fuzzy
Until my body is all that you see;
That and your memories of me,
And shadows of what we are "supposed" to be.
The pain will be very real,
And you will know how I should feel
When I see you dead in my dreams, beloved.
You see,
Your reality is truthless,
Your enemy is ruthless,
Filled with cruelness.
You are clueless.
I find strength in my mind's haven.
Far from a utopia,
There still exists my phobia
For you, my dear --
But here,
You are not yourself;
Rather portrayed as many different characters.
A trait here and there,
Unplanned for less scare.
It is a perfect world, though,
For though far from tame,
The plot-line calls my name
And keeps me sane
In your reality,
Which is my worst nightmare.
You would be lost in my mind's land.
War rules and devil claims.
There are bombs and claws and flames
Amidst unconditional love.
Though it is a land of crime,
My world is forever mine
And no one can take it away.
The story of my world
Is like reading an anxious book.
My world feigns true substance well,
But it is only an imaginary hell.
This fact muffles feelings and, twistedly, brings peace.
To you my eyes are dull and clouded.
You see a shadow of the pain
That keeps me sane.
You think I'm weird when I "space out"
And get lost in my paradise,
Which you attempt in vain to demise
Without understanding.
If the world you know to be real isn't real,
How can you be hurt?
So, next time your dreams are smashed to bits,
Before you get in a fit:
Next time your heart breaks,
For your own sake:
When you see me in the meadow and I die,
Before you start to cry:
Make your own world inside,
Because it's yours forever.


The author's comments:
This poem is about derealization and the unique perspective of those coping with it. It is an insight of how even an imperfect fantasy can help you cope with cruel reality.

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on Jan. 7 2013 at 10:32 am
GuardianoftheStars GOLD, Shongaloo, Louisiana
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;Let&#039;s tell young people the best books are yet to be written; the best painting, the best government, the best of everything is yet to be done by them.&quot;<br /> -John Erslcine

Wow, that was so good. I loved it from the first line to the last! You are amazing. :)

on Jan. 3 2013 at 9:08 pm
TaylorWintry DIAMOND, Carrollton, Texas
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;Never fear shadows. They simply mean there&#039;s a light shining somewhere nearby.&quot; - Unknown

Intriguing! I could not stop reading this. I really loved all of your metaphors and the liens that you rhymed. However, your rhyming needs to be consistent or else the poem seems (to me) abrupt in a way and changing too much. It's like running through a grassy, flourishing field and then stumbling upon a random brick wall. It doesn't flow. That's all! (: The rest is fantastic.

on Jan. 3 2013 at 4:04 pm
EPluribusUnum DIAMOND, Woodbine, Maryland
59 articles 24 photos 280 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; <br /> I lift my lids and all is born again.<br /> (I think I made you up inside my head).&quot;<br /> -Sylvia Plath

I'm not sure how to express how this poem toutched me. It grabbed me in by the second line and reminded me of why I come up with my stories. It was beautifully written and on a day where I am reminded of a time when fantasies were all I had, it has brought me close to tears. Really, really good job with this

on Jan. 1 2013 at 10:33 pm
Angelic_Kitten_Gwenyth BRONZE, Indianapolis, Indiana
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Favorite Quote:
Don&#039;t take your life seriously. It&#039;s not like anyone gets out alive after all

I like it. IF only they let us wonder our imaginations at school :)