Turn me into literature

Turn me into literature, into a short horror tale
Let the words reveal their beauty, take off the veil.
My paranoia is not a ghost but an escapee
Who strays between the worlds of phantasy
Only strings of the text can redeem me

Turn me into literature; carry me as ideas
Through ebullient waves of thoughts and years,
I'm the image you've been looking for miles
Revelations that seem to be angelically inspired
Don't you ever think of being truly admired?

So your weird stories are read in raging queues
People will probably share your point of view.
Your characters are real as well as well-known
Their fates are the echoes of your hidden bygone
As they stay here with you, you will not be alone

For God's sake turn me into the book of dreams.
It's not so hard and senseless as it may seem
From the first sight. From the first word you'll choose.
Keep strong with your will, listen to your muse
Yet there's nothing to leave and nothing to loose

Turn me into literature right as you've always craved
Until the sun is shining on the edge of your grave.

04/12/2022