Have you ever just thought of dreaming?
Of your hopes?
The aspirations that rattle through your head?

Have you ever wondered how you go where you are?
How you managed to get this far?
I'm loosing the thoughts I hold, are you?

Because I've been thinking, Have these thoughts stolen from the limit?
Are we limited on thoughts?
Are we timed for what we have thunk?

By now, you might have wasted your thoughts on this.
A humble child, questioning the world.
You may have wondered if 'thunk' is a word.
Did you?
Or was you scanning, Not absorbing?

That's what writing is for, to escape.
Whether you write or read, it makes you think.
But will it drain your dreams?