Imaginary People

I was born in the realm of imaginary friends,
and they have become the best of my people.

I am never lonely even when I am alone,
because I can always talk to them in silence.

My insanity are their favorite pasttimes,
and their thoughts my inspirations.

You may tell me that they are not real,
but to me they are the breath of my soul;

the source of my being;
the life and death of my existence.

Whether or not you realize,
that you too are one of them.

03 AUGUST 2016, 08:20 am

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