Imagination

I wrote this piece while I was going through a tough time in my life. The only thing I had was my imagination and it kinda became my system of hope.

Imagination makes up my entire mind
When my mind is filled with happiness I am able to picture and see all of my dreams
Characters I love come to life
Magic and Love spreads throughout the area
I am able to build my own personal heaven

However, remember imagination makes up my Entire mind
When my mind is filled with sadness or terror I am able to picture and see all of my nightmares
People I hate or who I am terrified of come to life
Hatred and Sadness spreads throughout the area

I am trapped in my own personal hell

It is the darkness of my life

However, within every darkness there is a light of hope somewhere

That hope will lead me towards my dreams
Imagination is both a blessing and a curse but I am thankful for my imagination everyday

Author's Note

Probably a lot of grammar mistakes. Interested in what you think about my style of writing.