In A World Of My Own   Leave a comment

As a child
I lived in a world of my own.
Full of joy and imagined fantasy.
Weaving deep stories
In my own mental landscape
A hero’s journeys,
A world of possibility.

Now as a man
I live in a world of my own.
But the fantasies and joys have twisted.
Weaving dark stories
In my warped  mind
A victim’s journey at an end,
Without the possibility
Of a happy ending.

– Shaman Romney 2016

Posted 01/13/2016 by Shay in Poetry

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