Imagine

Please, please take me away.

Free me from just another dreary day.

All I see is grey and dry…

The cause, living a sour life.

“I can do that.”

Came a voice from inside.

You need a world where all things are pure,

A world where hardship and pain need not be endured.

Now don’t worry though, your not going in alone,

Fear will be there, and she can hit home.

“But how can I?” I ask.

“Rules here, they don’t apply.”

Can I do things, just on a whim?

Control the seas, even the wind?

What about the abstract, could I be a beltbuckle?

Could I be a toy, a star, or that one ray of light?

“You’ve got the idea. Just one thing left to do.”

“Close your eyes and open your mind.”