Victim of my own imagination

I am a victim

To the imagination of my own

I have been tricked in
By my mind, to walk among the tombstones...
I feel shallow within, without backbone!
Once I loved myself, but now I oppose...
All these thoughts when my mind turned
Into an evil sanctum!

I am one of those throwaway dreams
That I’ve been dreaming
If you give me the time, maybe I could retreat
if my life still holds a meaning

I pretend as if I need no help
But I want a ray of light, for I see my dark life!
I’m stupid emo whose depressed
And my anxiety just knocked, there it arrives!

I worry my creativity has turned me insane
Yet another reason for my heartbreak
I once for sure dreamed of a perfect life
But I guess I won’t be able to pay the price
For a life called correct
As my imagination, victimized
me into somebody even I don’t recognize!