Fatal Imagination

Dark slay, dull darkness, sometimes reveals in any mind No wonder it narrows the interior of creativity, that is hard to find It beats and stones the remark ability of colors, brightness, and charm They call it being stuck, stopped, and filled with harm Thus, the end of the battle of blankness and flourishing, pours ideas Into a never ending hole Fatality following imagination is it's ugly role Another damming event of stillness in the head, ruins the process Of words to get inspired from what's creatively read When uninspired letters are placed, the creative and true ones are being Attacked and chased by the enemies who don't accept brilliant in art and writing