Dream

There is something I learned about dreams,
They capture us in
And make fools of us all.
They dictate the next move
And are constant reminders of what we have yet to prove.

There is something about dreams that scare.
The worry of failing all alone
And the lingering threat of disappointment.
By a simple thread,
We hang huge catchers above our bed.

There is something about a dream that the mind that rejects.
In order to protect, minds neglect any dream
Before the heart is able to try.
Maybe the huge catchers above our beds
Should slip into our heads.

There is something I learned about dreams.
They have the power to bring joy and tears.
The power to grow and to destroy.
They are affected by a single lie
And perfected by a single try.