Last Night Poem by Chris G. Vaillancourt

Last Night

Rating: 3.5


Last night
I dreamed
of solace
and rest.

Peace and
quiet. Solitude.

All the
darkness
permeating
into
one soul.

One point
of
view

that

would

become

one

state of
mind.


Last night
I pulled
for differences.

Looking out
my
eyes


into the
gloom.

The doom-scenes
filled
the
dreaming.

Last night
becomes
this night,

becomes
every
night.

I still dream

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