Lately, my mind has been drifting away from reality
Away from the harsh, cold horrors we are forced to bear
Into a place inside my mind where I can create little, wonderful worlds
Inside these little worlds, every dream I have ever dreamt can freely flourish
They shape, and form, growing as they slowly start to take up the space inside my mind
I don’t even notice it until my thoughts are entirely consumed by my fantasies
And, at first, it feels beautiful
I am no longer limited by reality and its painful truths that one must endure
I play with my imaginary characters for hours on end, we dance and we play
There’s nowhere else I would rather be besides here, as in my little worlds, I am truly free
Or, is that actually the truth?
I watch as other people, real people, move on throughout their lives whilst I do nothing
I only spend my time with my little worlds now, no longer caring about my real friends or family
I can’t do anything else besides daydream anymore, constantly seeking it as a way to escape
I am now drowning in what I once thought was a wonderful thing but is now turning out to be a living hell
Originally, I thought I had complete control over my little worlds
I could shape out what I wanted it to be and play out what I wanted to happen
Though, the truth was, these little worlds were actually controlling me
It feels like I am paralyzed, unable to do anything
I watch as time passes by and people pass by, whilst I remain
It feels like I am in a prison inside of my own mind, how torturous it is
I know that I have an entire life outside of my mind and no matter how much I wish or try to reach it, I always end up crawling back to the little worlds that have always brought me so much comfort
And now over time, I have realised my little worlds inside my head were never a good thing
They only existed to help me cope with how unhappy my current, real life was
And, at the end of the day, even though I might feel free and happy in my little worlds, I will always be brought back to my same, cold, empty room where my fantasies completely shatter in the face of reality
Mar 3
Mar 3, 2026 at 1:12 PM UTC
Lately, my mind has been drifting away from reality
Away from the harsh, cold horrors we are forced to bear
Into a place inside my mind where I can create little, wonderful worlds
Inside these little worlds, every dream I have ever dreamt can freely flourish
They shape, and form, growing as they slowly start to take up the space inside my mind
I don’t even notice it until my thoughts are entirely consumed by my fantasies
And, at first, it feels beautiful
I am no longer limited by reality and its painful truths that one must endure
I play with my imaginary characters for hours on end, we dance and we play
There’s nowhere else I would rather be besides here, as in my little worlds, I am truly free
Or, is that actually the truth?
I watch as other people, real people, move on throughout their lives whilst I do nothing
I only spend my time with my little worlds now, no longer caring about my real friends or family
I can’t do anything else besides daydream anymore, constantly seeking it as a way to escape
I am now drowning in what I once thought was a wonderful thing but is now turning out to be a living hell
Originally, I thought I had complete control over my little worlds
I could shape out what I wanted it to be and play out what I wanted to happen
Though, the truth was, these little worlds were actually controlling me
It feels like I am paralyzed, unable to do anything
I watch as time passes by and people pass by, whilst I remain
It feels like I am in a prison inside of my own mind, how torturous it is
I know that I have an entire life outside of my mind and no matter how much I wish or try to reach it, I always end up crawling back to the little worlds that have always brought me so much comfort
And now over time, I have realised my little worlds inside my head were never a good thing
They only existed to help me cope with how unhappy my current, real life was
And, at the end of the day, even though I might feel free and happy in my little worlds, I will always be brought back to my same, cold, empty room where my fantasies completely shatter in the face of reality
