The Hegira


Happiness lost within a tired reality

A reality that rather be fiction

Fiction that wishes to be reality

The mind unravels to an unwanted place

a place that's been deferred


What is the real world? I ask

My expression drops

He says, a world in which there’s suffering.

But why?

He says, because reality is what people have to deal with

Our only escape is through thought.

Our only proof of heaven and beyond


Close your eyes

Mend the suffering that makes you real.  

Imagine love

Imagine dreams

Imagine freedom

Imagine happiness

Imagine warmth

Imagine life

For you may disappear and be fiction.




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