Imagine.

Imagine
if the clouds were blue.
and the sky was gray.
will our world change?
if the grass didn't grow,
and our brains didn't know,
could we imagine?
What if our scars learned to fade,
and the words that been said,
would always go away?
Can we pound the pavement
with our imagination
to break away?
Crazy thoughts
go buzzing around
suducing our mind,
body and sound.
A rainbow
succeeds in filling
my heart,
only once and a while.
I was never happy from the start,
and now I think of my life as
a burning hell.
Can't escape.
Can't walk away.
and I can't imagine,
what my life will be like,
after this day.