William F Glennon


Dreamscape - Poem by William F Glennon

My retreat is darkness.
Subconscious brings the blackness.
Sleep is the escape.

The past and present collide.
Dreams protect me from the reality
my life has denied.

Fighting ghosts of the past are not forgotten.
Your fate and destiny unjustly misbegotten.
When you're all alone, all you have is foresight.
You see the struggles of living in hindsight.

One day when I awake, I'll leave the past behind.
I'll learn to live with some peace of mind.
My dreams might not go away, but I'll
live another day.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 18, 2012



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