Collide

I never knew that I could feel this way,
and it's just when I thought I would be okay.
All the things inside my head,
some how go back to the broken, the dead.
I can't help it, I can't get by.
I can't find the answers to all my questions why.
I can't stop my mind from taking control,
my imagination is starting to take its toll.
There is nothing that can stop this feeling inside,
when my imagination and reality begin to collide.

Author's Note

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