It slams right into the face.
The reality of it all.

Oh wait, which is reality?
Stupid, me and my imaginations.

I NEED AN ANSWER.
Just Yes or no.
Seriously.
aah.


But hold on,
i have not even asked my question.

Dreams, fantasies, little ponies,
fairies, knights in shining armour,
prancing around in the little moonlight,



mourning.

Tiny routes decorated with ever so tasty candy bars, ice cream,
sweetness,

leads to a darker route of

confusion, hurt, anger.


How glad i am to have TRIED to choose the other route.
Don't get me wrong, i'm still where i am.
With no direction, unsure of what path to take.


And how much more i could have wondered,
til the mist appeared,

that blocked every other sensation,
leading me off the trail.