Locked in a Tower

For tonight, let me indulge in a fantasy. Please, allow me to remember the times when I would imagine myself the hero of every fictional world I dreamed up. Let me forget my shame and ignore the voices in my head telling me that getting lost in fantasies is foolish, and best left in the past.

I have forgotten how to live in my imagination as myself. Instead I let myself fade into the background and I can't even summon the energy to write a paragraph. I'm paralyzed by the hand of reality. My inspirations feel far away. Buried. Gone.

But maybe now I can break the chains.

Just maybe.