My Biggest Fear

Lovely green grass dances before me as wind sweeps lightly across the field. Purple and pink skies stare down at my dormant form. Stuck in time; in a world immune to my movement. No spoken word is heard for there are no ears. No mind to comprehend thought. Alone in one's dreams to forever have ideas to oneself. Never will I be able to give to the world the gift that I have been given.