Endless Possibilities

Fairyland of endless possibilities,

I wander around thinking of my wishes,

I touch I get I think it becomes,

So fascinating but also scary,

For ugly thoughts were more than good,

And the fairytale changed to a dismal place,

The nightmares gather and make me wonder,

As I cuddle under fear I remember this truth,

That it was my thoughts and ideas that manifest,

So I stand still trembling and think of good,

And slowly the fairyland returns to old.