Fictional Worlds
I don't want to get lost in fictional worlds anymore
The one I am surrounded with
The one in my head
It is already too much to store
Immersed, overwhelmed, drowned
In the ocean of emotions
That engulfs me every time I open a page of a book
I get sucked into these lands
Devoid of the notions of time and space
I explore these worlds as a baby would
Eyes wide, curious, hungry for knowledge
For the thrill of leaving reality behind and getting consumed by my imagination
Meanwhile, my brain gets flooded with bizarre concoctions
They sow their seeds deep into my memory
And then blossom recklessly
Wither and die, do some
The others live/grow with me forever.
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