I see trees afar,
In a far distant land .
Unnamed , unexplored .
Far from where I lay inert ,
In eager waiting for my arrival.
Imagination worked well this time,
As now I wanted there myself.
Apart from the so-called world ,
In which I may not fit .
Hiding from these pretence mortals,
To whom I don’t even exist.
We have acquainted for a while now,
You delicately healing my invisible wounds.
Suddenly all these voices sermoned,
And I’m being dragged back .
There isn’t a path to take ,
To take me back to my world.
And hell I’m nowhere now .
TILL THEN STAY POSITIVE AND KEEP SMILING …