IMAGINATIONS

I spend most of my days these days in my imagination because outside of them it's so much pain....

Tears live in a jar beside my bed heartache commands all of my emotions worry torments my mind so I rather go hide in my imaginations..

Because outside of them bills do backward flips over my pocket book and laugh while finances build a fort and refuse to go in .. 

Feet hurt from beating the pavement to look for solutions while they constantly scream no and return home to my babies empty handed..so I rather live in my imaginations.. 

In my imaginations there is peace and joy he's there and he carries me... I never get nicked or scarred he catches me... And even with turmoil around his reassurance brings rest...

Some say man cannot rescue you focus on other things... But in my imagination he's  not my rescue but he's my cover I need that so I live in my imaginations.. 

In my imagination there is comfort flashes of kisses I am being held in arms that never let go and even in strife I can't feel a thing he's my safety...

 I should probably wake up but since he only resides there in forever in happy  I'd rather sleep in my imaginations .......???? 

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