Hastened Dream

Hurry, hurry my mind screams to me,

Hurry, hurry my dreams sing to me,

Hurry not, hurry not my fear shrieks to me,

Hurry not, hurry not my doubts whisper to me.

Colors and shapes whiz about,

Colors and shapes take form and shout,

Colors and shapes become allies and smiles,

Colors and shapes hunt me down for miles.

My dream changes from the beginning until the end,

My dream takes a life of its own, both my enemy and friend,

My dream is both happiness and sorrow,

My dream is both the past and the unknown of tomorrow.

I am the queen of my castle,

I am the queen of my dawn,

I am the downfall of a nation,

I am the downfall of my lawn.

My dreams differ like the words within a rhyme,

My dreams differ like the sentence types thought of on a dime,

My dreams differ like the syllables of a lullaby,

My dreams are born of the night, and with this rising sun will die.

My dreams have carried me far on this restful night,

My dreams have done so much for me, giving my mind a fight,

For a sharp mind is something that everyone hopes to achieve,

For a sharp mind is a better battle weapon than that of a dull mind in it's sheath.