...figment of my imagination

composed May 2008

Were you just a figment of my imagination?

How did I get so caught up in my fantasy of what I believed to be true

In front of me?

Was this an illusion, or was this time with you a reality?

I’m left doubting my own sanity

Was this a figment of my imagination? Something I so badly wanted to create

That I was swept up in what was in front of me

And forgot to look back to see if this was just me caught up in my own fantasy

Of who you were and who you were to me

Maybe you were just a figment of my imagination – a cocoon I built to keep me going

Feeling contained, that I got comfortable in.

Now I’m left with just questions asked, and unanswered

An aching heart and rivers of tears for all the visions I held dear in my mind was simply a fantasy, cruel and unkind

A figment of my imagination…

Of feelings unrequited, distance growing vast, silence spoken loud in words exchanged,

Patience exhausted, spent holding on

Losing sight of what was really in front of me all the time

That I could not see

Of emptiness, fear and endless running, running away leaving behind

deep traces of imagination and tracks so real that I fell into the grooves of my own imagination, following the tracks to disappearing lands

in the figment of your imagination’s endless desert sands

How it is I saw only the peace and goodness and refused to see what really existed

In my mind’s eyes

How did I foolishly keep traveling this journey on a phantom horse that

Steered me to those desert sands so far to the end

That I’ve lost my way in my own creation

My own figment of my imagination

In which I ceased to exist….in your imagination any more…