Reality

Smiling and Dying on the inside just pain without tears. I am so sad that I cant even cry. I have made up my life and now live the results. My imagination runs the show. My imagination run the show.It creates only cruel fairy tales. It only ends in tears and death. Now is the time to write a new something different but it doesn't have to be abrupt. It just doesn't work but subtle powerful changes. Yes! I am drowning in a sea of sadness. The salt water is my tears. So it is time I cried and write a happy ending.