Maladaptive Daydreaming: where wild minds come to rest
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Posted on June 27, 2014 at 8:03pm 1 Comment 6 Likes
Oh imagination, imagination
You have been there so much for me
You make me forget reality
You make me feel at peace
You make me think I am well
Soon before I know, u took over
I see myself slipping away
I see my shadow sitting going no where
I see what I could become, but not be
I thought I hated you
For once I did
I hated you so much
I wanted to eradicate you
Gosh, how I…
ContinuePosted on June 23, 2014 at 12:44am 2 Comments 0 Likes
How many times did I stop myself? How many times did I tell myself this isn’t real? Again and again I tell myself this isn’t real—all in your head.Parting with my imagination was like an addiction. I didn’t want to come out, but I know I couldn’t stay here.
I know they weren’t all real, but I wanted to live the illusion. I feel a dull fake euphoria in this imagination and every time I know it was all faked. It was so easy and so safe—yet so lonely. And so that is why I…
ContinuePosted on May 17, 2014 at 11:15pm 3 Comments 3 Likes
Lost in the maze of my own mind
I couldn’t grasp that all wasn’t real
It was so sweet that I didn’t want to leave
I didn’t want the truth to surface
I want to drown
Drown in this false reality of mine
The shadows dance to my story
I chased the shadows
From walls to walls in the maze
All was sweet, so sweet
I didn’t want to leave
I reached for the shadows
only to find the solid walls
Cold…
ContinuePosted on April 30, 2014 at 12:45am 1 Comment 2 Likes
Some night I’ll be in bed daydreaming. I thought of her pain. I thought of her endurances, her strengths, and her past. I couldn’t quite imagine her future though. The bed was the prefect spot to imagine being love, to imagine his embrace. I imagined fitting into the fold of his arms. I breathe in air and I imagined everything clearing away. I imagined peace in his arms. Then, I remembered I have to go to sleep. I looked into the ceiling and made it known to myself---he will never exist in…
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