Violet Moon

My mother told me “there’s nothing to fear, as long as you keep your imagination here.” She pointed to my head. Then she also said. “ Don’t hold fantasy close to your heart, cause then reality will tear you apart.” But I didn’t listen, cause I didn’t care. Fantasy kept away the pain I couldn’t bare. I buried my nose in books of wizards and gods. Not knowing that my sanity would be lost. But I guess I had it coming, yeah I guess it was my fault. As I was stuck in my imagination, yet I was broken whilst I sat lonely upon my throne. Maybe if I had listen to mother then the pain would be unknown?