I one time dreamed a dream wherein I walked within an open field,

where every step a memory was, and every breath was poignant filled.

 

I saw each day I ever lived, they all bled slowly into one.

Each opportunity to give now stood a moment left undone.

 

I saw each thing I ever owned and tried so hard to justify,

but every effort woeful fell and I was left to wonder why.

 

Then as I walked, I looked around in hope to find somewhere to go,

but there was nothing in the field, just sky above and earth below.

 

Alone was I as time stood still, I shrank within this state of mind.

I felt so infinitely small and realized I had been blind.

 

For every moment bled together, not a single second gone.

I sought escape and wished to wake but dream and field went on and on.

 

I walked until I could no more then fell upon my knees to plead,

and in this prayer, I realized how truly desperate was my need.

 

I spoke a single cry for help and as I did, I woke in sweat.

Then lie there trying to calm myself, still full emerged in self regret.

 

But finally coming to myself I rose and washed it all away,

resolved to be a better man… and walk with purpose from that day.