I follow the footprints cautiously
because nothing is quite as it seems
I'm standing there emotionless
beyond my field of dreams.

I'm living in a world full of choices
choosing between two extremes
leading me to share my consequences
with others on my field of dreams.

Sometimes I'm pushed to breaking point
and blinded by mysterious light beams
I'm chained naked to a wooden post
in the middle of my field of dreams.

I used to dream in Technicolor
but now it's black and creams
a team full of my own failings appear
playing upon my field of dreams.

I hide from the rising sunshine
then bask in bright moonbeams
I surround myself with fallen angels
that protect my field of dreams.

I'm haunted by certain visions
and tormented by the screams
I'm chased by a baying wolf pack
right across my field of dreams.

Temptation is around every corner
bodies float in the blood red streams
doors to my inner sanctum burst open
and evil spills onto my field of dreams

The innocent ones will all go freely
the guilty hanged fron old oak beams
hot firey furnaces rise from the ground
and set fire to my field of dreams.

I'm living through a deja vu life cycle
same problems,solutions and screams
I'm frozen in one precise moment in time
suspended over my field of dreams.

Suddenly my existence is changing
bright colours cover all the streams
for now everything is calm and tranquil
quickly saving my field of dreams.

New beginnings bring hope of sanity
there is always a way out or so it seems
so I'm going to build a strong fortress
and surround my field of dreams.

(from the works of Jason Carr)

© Jaycarr1971