My Fictional World

It was just a regular day.
My imagination was ready and astray.
I then grabbed my pen.

I filled it with magic and ink.
I took some paper and began to think.
I wrote down a happy,ever after.

With the future I am after.
The romances I had made popped out of the paper.
And I didn't have to worry about later.

I wrote down a beautiful nymph.
And she began to sing her song to me.
I wrote down a happy future ,too.

In the back of the car,with the man of my dreams.
And soon,it came true.
With magic,I made it through.

I wrote down a world with no despair.
A light appeared,and I ended up being there.
I open a portal in a blink.

With magic,my trusty pen and ink.
One day,permanently or not.
I will truly live in my own fictional world.

With sirens,mermaids.
The sky,pink and blue.
The sunset,orange.

Flowers in different colors,too.
Grassy fields,where I will never feel blue.
Where I will fell fully whole and true.

Defeat my demons, all the problems I'm going through.
With my magical pen,nobody can stop me.
From creating my own world.

With fairies,nymphs.
Where everyone sings in peace.
Where there's no sadness,or any kind of madness.

Alas,this world is all in my head.
When I'm awake,or heading to bed.
I'll heal through with my pen.

With my toes in the sand.
Or boots in the snow.
Where everyone is kind and time moves slow.

I go there,when my stamina is low.
And the magic of my ink flow.
Where I will fully,spiritually grow.

And my true self will glow.
With my pen,I put on a show.
And my words begin to flow.