Living Without Myself

Can you imagine living without yourself

Living in a world with no light

Without a blooming moonshine

You would live a life of fright.

Can you imagine awaking to the mundane

Spending hours of replication

In the definite ecru world

Devoid of a serene expectation.

Can you imagine a summer sun

In all of its shimmering , glistening glory

Spending your life in awe

Just like a Cinderella story

Can you imagine a world from within

One which is free and distant from our own

Filled with scarlet passiflora and ruby anemone

Where the seeds of inspiration had grown

Because I can imagine, a story of my own

As my spirit awaits at the station

Longing for my return

As I can't live without my imagination