The Dream Chaser

Hey guys, so this piece was recently sent to me by a cousin and friend who I just found out is also into writing! The words pretty much speak for themselves.

The Dream Chaser

The Colours In Your World Have Faded

Your Only Source Of Life Is The Misery You Created
You Are Enslaved In The Cage Of Your Dreams,
You Are The Dream Chaser
You Once Knew A World Colourful,Full Of Life
But Now All You Know Is Torture,Pain And Death,
You Plead To Your Maker To Make Your Dreams Come True But He Doesn't 
You Chase Them Like Butterflies But Your Net Of Hope Is Torn,
You Painted A Picture Of Strength But Your Weakness Destroyed Them All,
You Once Encourged Dreams And Hope But Now You Seek To Destroy Them All,
You Are Becoming Your Worst Enemy,
You Were The Dream Chaser,
The Maker Of Dreams
The Giver Of Hope,
The Lover Of Love,
The One Who Endures,
The Painter Of Pictures,
The Colour Of The World,
The Father Of Songs,
The Pleasure To The World,
But Now You Can't Find Yourself Anymore,
And So You Call Yourself The Destroyer,
The Hopeless One,
The Fear Of The World And The Dreams You Chased: The Pain Of The World.

Anu Omololu.

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