IMAGINE

I Imagine...
I Ponder...
When I wake up,
The feeling stings me,
Thoughts lingering,
Always waiting to open me up,awakening my soul.
A voice echoes in my innerself,
Dangerously calling a name i know.
None can penetrate into the crevices of my imagination.
None can feel the blackhole of the mind.
Have i been opened?
Has anyone encoded the opaque me?
This imagination has always remained as a mere shadow of doubt.
I Imagine....