A strange idea that’s never crossed my mind before
I need help
I need someone
I can’t do this alone
But there’s no one out there waiting for me
No one watching
No one asking if I’m hurting
All my life I’ve read books of wonders and magic
Magic is real, like sprouted from a childhood dream
But are those stories’ friendships real too?
Bonds never broken; my life’s ragtag team?
I think not, or at least not for me.
Magic is real, but those perfect, happy allies
Was the fantasy