Dream Death

My rainbow had color
And my life a chance;
I never questioned the leap.

I ignored the word NO-
And fought for yes-
Never missing a beat.

But then came thought-
And double questions;
Leading me to this place.

My dreams are lost-
And the colors grey;
I’ve even lost my taste.

Where did I go-
And what did I do?
To end up where I am.

Can I change the steps-
And bring back the color;
For the courage to say I can?

I found the hell-
My dreams all went
And it had the name of FEAR.

And in perfect prose-
The pit awoke…
Saying great ideas died here.

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