Imaginary Friend

I died for the lie of tomorrow.

I died in the arms of possibility 

Separated by strings and needles

Controlled.....

By things that don't exist

Useless words written in bliss

Do you see me now?!!

My heart spilled for the cause

Ha..

It's funny..

Because after the fall,

Turns out I was a puppet

After all...

Reviews

[ErisedK]

Trueeeee!(Sorry for the generous amount of vowel). Literally, anyone with voices or imaginary friends in their heads can relate to this. While they're on the reign, we can never control them. After all, we're the servants, not the master. The realisation just taken me aback.

[Final-Karma]

Well said! Control is only a sense of the mind. We are all instruments that play to the whim of some one. Thank you for the great review.

[Mike Porter]

That first line is super strong. Thank you for sharing!

[Lyn Anderson]

Nothing like finding out you were duped. Well done.

[Final-Karma]

You are so right! Thank you.

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

Wow... I love when I come across a piece that says so much, in so little! You accomplished that in profound fashion! We all play the fool at some point. Excellent piece.

[Final-Karma]

Thank you so much! You're reviews have been refreshing and insightful!

[Travis Gibson (poetic heroics)]

Your poetic perspective is refreshing as well.

[Laurierose]

Dying in the arms of possibility...hmm. I interpreted this as fallen very hard in the arms of something unsure. The strings and needles are a result of the sheer line of such foggy clarity. When lying on a canopy of comfort, we feel sure that it will support us through our journey of relaxation and place faith in that. However, when we take the risk of falling into a world held together by strands then it shows one's hopeful outlook.

Control. Powerful term. After this fall, it does make sense to feel bound by what enabled our decisions. As I stated previously, that hopeful outlook is a great viewpoint. However, when we place too much faith in something that’s unveiled as different from our beliefs then disappointment is inevitable. Often, one may be so inured, or hardened, from such disappointment it’s irrevocable. Those who are the most jaded held the most hope of them all.

As always, I enjoy interpreting your work. Hope I wasn’t too long to review due to so many read requests I received in a day. This was a great write, my friend. Great read!

[Abraham Kureshi]

I really enjoyed the way this is written, It is also deep.

[Final-Karma]

Thank you so much! I'm glad you enjoyed it.

[Abraham Kureshi]

You are welcome :)

[Onlyme]

Deep thinking, thought provoking and dark, with a twist. Good read.

[Final-Karma]

Thank you!