We all have dreams, Weather they are big or small, Nice and mean, They can all be acheived, With that one small step, That leads others to there steps. We will never acheive our dreams, Untill all the steps are taken, And there are no more steps to take.
I stood on the edge of the huge battleship. My bare feet felt the roughness of the wooden floor beneath me. I held to the railing, gripping it tightly, my hair whipping around my face as the ship reared up on the tall waves. Oddly, no rain came with this storm. The sky was a blank yet dark gray. I watched the waves crash into one another as if they were fighting for dominance over the vast ocean. The rest of the crew struggled to keep our ship upright, pulling on the mast and yelling across the howling wind to one another. My job was to watch for land, yet there was no land in sight. Suddenly, a pillar of light shot from the sky hitting the surface of the water and shooting right through. The whole world seemed to hold its breath then the water started to recede as if the light was sucking it in. I watched in disbelief as a shark was pulled into the bright light.
If all my sister's dreams came true, we would life in cupcake sparkle rainbow land, were unicorns pooped rainbows, and everybody would carry silly putty that farted. The ground would be made of candy canes and the trees would stretch out and make jungle gyms and beavers would rampant. Santa Claus would be a creepy stalker, the tooth fairy looks suspiciously like our father and the easter bunny lives on Easter Island. In the middle of all this craziness, my dream interrupts, and there is just darkness.
It all started with a dream, strangely enough. A dream of better times. A future where the future was already known. A dream where every disaster could be prevented, any death stopped. It was the dream of taking fate into our own hands and molding it into something far better. It was the dream of a perfect world, where no one would ever have to face the unknown.
I had a dream the other night, And you were in it. We were painting the night sky. Yes, I know, It sounds crazy. I mean, Who could get a big enough ladder to reach up there? Well, It was weird. We could just sort of... Reach it, Without standing on anything, Not even our tippy toes. But the weirdest thing was, We weren't painting stars, Instead we painted poppies. And instead of planets, We painted gumdrops, And instead of painting the milkyway... We painted a candy bar wrapper. But, That was all a fantasy, Something crazy that my brain came up with, Without my knowledge... And, If that came true the next morning, Or in this case the next night, We would be famous. I mean...honestly. That was a joke, I deeply apologize. But, If that did come true, I would saver every moment.