Fear is knives and hooks piercing into the scrawny body an energetic admirer who deserved everything that was coming to him; the screams of spirits making their way to heaven and hell as blood spills from their hanging, limp bodies; a bullet connecting to a brain as cartoons and quotes are sketched into the rotting wooden floor.

Magic is a pink-stained burst of laughter, only forgetting to smile when there's no one to share the happiness with; a sparkling, perfect dress in an unknown boutique, slowly growing larger and larger as the days go by; miles upon miles of apple trees, rainbows reflecting off of the sunlight and shining onto the crisp fruit; countless novels and biographies, flying by with a violet aura gripping their binding, suffocating the bundle of ink and parchment; a shy, kind-hearted soul fluttering by as it looks down on the memories she could be sharing, but is too frightened to open her wings and soar; a never-ending dream being slowly conquered, though the smallest of setbacks will knock it back down.

Friendship is a long lost mother that guides you through a puzzle-filled corridor, leaving your side only to help you through the obstacles to come; a newfound friend to shake your hand as you walk across a bridge to begin your journey; a lighthearted companion full of laughter and jokes, only seeing the good side of the negatives; a timid scientist, keeping her inventions hidden from the public in fears that she'll be shunned.

Mystery is an extra terrestrial launched to an unknown planet, hoping to conquer all in his path; an energetic investigator trying his hardest to succeed and prove the world wrong; a broken robot, remaining happy and confident when his purpose was to do otherwise; a foreign invader, seeking vengeance for an accidental crime.

Paranoia is attempting to find a long lost friend and relive old memories, only to receive countless nights without sleep; a time when everything was fine, before the demon inside of him conquered over all; a worn-down overdoser and his journal, meant only to be shared with a collective of freaks; seventeen years in the hospital, a man released only to become more insane that he thought possible.

Loneliness is knowing that fears and mysteries and friendship and magic and paranoia are things that you will never achieve outside of the made-up world in your head; a resounding punch to the face while you sit and daydream about life with the characters you so desperately wish to be with; a cold side of the bed where your dreams lie down to rest as you drift off into the night, holding them too tightly, cutting off their breath, refusing to let go; acting and living as though you are those characters, talking to others like yourself, in hopes that one day you'll get to hold the hand of the ones you so desperately wish to be with.