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I Have a Dream

I lay my head down on the cloud and close my eyes, There seems no need for goodnights, Im expecting no surprise, I'm not going anywhere, but i know i'll travel in my mind, I'll visit all my favorite places on this earth you'd never find, I love to feel away, in a world all my own, It's what had helped me form myself, It's the way that i have grown, I share this with my friends, in imaginary lands, Although i know created by subconscious i feel the vibrations from the bands As the music in my head continuously rings, I always stand in awe as the people stand to dance and the gorgeous woman sings, Not any ordinary woman, a fairy some would say, using the voice, all her own, in an extraordinary way I listen, lost in awe, as the scene begins to fade away, Unexpectedly I'm tossed into a new reality full of sadness, colored gray, Here I am not unfamiliar having visited before, I have walked through these haunted hallways, ventured through every door, The rooms contain the bones and ghosts that haunt me, i keep them all at rest, It's not that I like the pain it brings, it's just what i know is for the best, This place reminds me of the past, where i will rarely venture through, This place holds the memories of anger and regret, this is where they grew I close my eyes afraid, although I've tried to hide the fear, I feel that i must show it and release it now to make my vision truly clear, When my eyes they slowly open, I'm not anywhere i was, I'm laying in my bed, worried head, feelings in a buzz I love escaping sometimes, but i thank god for my strong soul, And while i can escape life while i sleep, only awake do i feel whole, And I think I like it better, the real over the fake, As long as we can teach this world to give not only take.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 6/13/2014 9:31:00 PM
Oh this is smoother, dreamier write for you, the light and dark are still there, but the words seems like a rocking ship on waves rather than a storm. I love your explorations between real and fake. well done :)
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Date: 6/3/2014 5:27:00 PM
This is little different from you Eric..I like it....Tim
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