I don’t need sleep to dream,
To run away from reality,
To seek refuge in comfort,
To fill the void in me,
I just need an idea,
To believe in fantasy,
To imagine the unseen,
To live in illusion,
I live in the sweetest lie,
A blanket to cover,
All the ugliest truth,
All the corrupted thoughts,
I hide within myself,
As I tear it inside out.
Write Ally! Write! 