Imagination's End

No more do I need paper, pencil or pen.
No more does my psyche begrudgingly lend.
No more are ideas trapped within my mind.
No more do they need to be locked inside.
No longer are am I confined to fantasy.
No longer am I denied my own realities.
No longer am I unable to touch or see.
What is in thought is what is before me.
Glady do I welcome imagination's end.