Fiction

My sanity doesn't have boundaries
within fiction and imagination
everything is possible
and so I live, from day to day
pushing the skillful luring of the reality aside
so that I can almost forget it
The fluent movement of my pen
keeps me focused, attached
and I see nothing but what I want
and I believe only what suits me

Within fiction and imagination I fly
And I don't miss anything or anyone or something more
I'm strong like this
I can almost forget that there's something else
I could want

My inspiration is lacking. Better not to push it further. I'm just addicted to BEAST's "Fiction" and yeah, trying to dig some ideas from it.