“My name is Riley Matthews from Greenwich Village, New York City, the United States of America, the continent of north America, the Western hemisphere, the Earth, the solar system, the universe, the mind of God.”
She wrote about others.
Creating a perfect world for them;
Ones she can never create for herself.
The fantasies kept her going.
All, so real to her.
Many of love and light;
While she lived a life full of
Lonesome and darkness.
Sitting there, right where you’re probably at;
A dark desk with the computer screen is facing you.
She lost herself in the keys that displayed her fantasies.
She loved it and preferred the lonesome she felt.
These stories will never hurt her;
Never change unless she wanted them,
Never made her less than a person,
They would never betray her.
For she is there creator;
And that made her feel powerful.