Have you ever stopped to wonder…What the hell happened to everything around you? What happened to the pink and purple bunnies? The wind’s lullaby singing through the blades of orange grass? Making the trees dance around that glistening green lake of pure magic? You know the one…the world’s mirror, showing the clouded sky that held our wishes as well to our dreams.

Running through the meadows and forests trying to get lost from reality, only to find yourself back to the civilization that tries to train you. Tell you here is how you are supposed to live. No freedom, no dreams…chains…maybe a plastic bag over your head, but no imagination.

All they can see is the horrid. Granted that is all of humanity, but they lost all hope. All they see is rape, hatred, violence. To them there is no peace. There is no love. No help to survive.

You take on the night sky to hide. You stay in the shadows so no one sees your face. Even with the moon’s rays shining on your every move. Guiding your way though you may not see it.

Fear is what controls you. Always looking over your shoulder. Unable to notice it is what fears you. It needs you to stay alive to feed. Your fear becomes your sanity which becomes your rapist. Soon will belong to your hate which in all takes your violence. Then before you know it…takes over you.

You let all these things lead you. You’ve let yourself down the well that you blame others for, yet you created. You blame them for all your pain and suffering. But little did you know you didn’t help. You never had to take their side. You could’ve always fought back. Not through them, but through you’re words. You could conquer your fear, your rapist…your hate. Yet instead, you decided to fall. You decided to be molded as a piece of clay into their hands.

So where are the bunnies and the trees? The wind and the grass? Where is that lake of magic? The sky with your dreams?

Do you hold it or do they?