Every day and every night
I dream with opened eyes
My friends in here have grown apart
I always am surprised
All I did was think of them
Only in my mind
Now they're hidden everywhere
They make me feel so blind
Originating in my thoughts
Where all the stories start
I pictured them and played with them
They traveled to my heart
I shaped them from experience
I made them on my own
They started thinking for themselves
So I was not alone
I used to take them everywhere
They wouldn't leave my side
We said we'd always be this way
Our minds were full of pride
We never really understood
Why grown-ups never played
My happy child ignorance
I wish it could have stayed
Yet if you really think, you know
That nothing really lasts
I realized that when I looked back
On old times that had passed
I tried to bring them back, but
Where they were I could not say
All I have is memories
I guess they moved away
Remembering can be quite hard
But every day I try
To bring back all those silly thoughts
And then I want to cry
For I cannot go back to them
They've scattered everywhere
I think it's pointless to deny
That life just isn't fair
So they have gone, they had to go
Like every story ends
But I still have a love for my
Imaginary friends
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Putting Thoughts Out to the World
PoetryA collection of poetry ...and stuff... by peacelovedftba. Enjoy!