Do
you ever dream in color
Or
is it black and white
Living
creatures of your mind
Your
imagination so vivid
So
clean and unadulterated
Hanging
on till your eyes open
Is
it all peaceful
Does
it ever become the nightmare
You
all alone
Shivering
in the cold
The
mist hanging heavily
Seeking
out you
Trying
to capture you
A prisoner
in a cell
Of
your own creation
Lonely
and somber
Seeking
rescue
As
it becomes clear
You
are alone
Lost
and without hope
Screaming…and
no one hears
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