In Somnus
In my dreams I did great things
Sweet lullabies the moon sings
In my dreams I never lost my youth
Even if they echo a hidden truth
Perhaps I could have been great
But maybe that is still somehow my fate
Sometimes it's so hard to believe
When my anxiety I can't relieve
In my dreams I was a warrior
In my life I was simply a worrier
So afraid of days to come
But I missed what I came from
I watch waves crash against the shore
And my old body has become so sore
Burdened with the weight of depression
Emptiness is all I feel might be my confession
In my dreams a child peered at the mirror
Seeing the future much more clearer
He became everything he promised not to
And it casts everything in pale blue
But everything I was before the buzz
Is still there buried beneath the fuzz
And with courage I can save my soul
As it is not yet as black as coal
In my dreams I am locked in a cage
The broken past leading to a deep rage
But if I escape I may finally turn a new page
So the curtain rises on my greatest stage
I may not be pretty nor very witty
But I am a man ready to rise in the city
And I'll finally make my dreams come true
In my dreams I finally came through
Copyright © Christopher Goss | Year Posted 2019
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