Field of Black

One day I went walking, through a field of black

There was no sunlight there, but sweat dripped from my back

No raincloud to drench me, only cold to freeze my bones

My body felt of ice, like the world beneath my toes

I stumbled on flat ground, nowhere to catch my fall

The field of black got darker, until black consumed it all

I watched, standing on the ground, the colours in the air

Never dropping downwards to the world so unaware

My dreams began to mock me, with the colours that I lack

My dreams – they mesmerised me from the world that’s made of black

I watched my dreams fly higher, as they ran away

They flew faster at my cries, desperate to escape

I heard a shot ring out, and saw I had a gun

And I made my dreams come back to me

Every single one.