I let my thoughts wander in my head
Before I went to bed
Guess I took some to my dreams
Showing me things
I don’t know I want to see
Not that it’s all bad
Just the uncertainty
Sometimes drives me mad
It is indeed you I see
Will these dreams come to be?
Or is it footage just clogging my brain
Sinking down an endless drain
Even if it’s just a show
Most moments aren’t too low
Looking down the row
Of the thoughts you created
Down the hall of my mind
I watch the Universe
Pick which past or future to show
No matter what
It always shows me something that’s good
Somedays I wake up steaming
Somedays I wake up gleaming
Somedays I wake up dreaming
I could live in the dream instead
You confuse me
Because I wonder why you still take space in my mind
But you I enjoy seeing
I just wish you were still being
And you I ask to see
So, thanks for coming to be
I see the signs
All the different kinds
This poem was supposed to bring me clarity
But that’s a rarity
So, I’m still wondering
Will some of these dreams come true?
Or is it just a show of my ever-changing point of view?
Ace

This poem took me a while to write, I had so many thoughts and condensing them into lines that rhyme was tough, but I saw the potential in this piece so I kept going. I really love this poem, it has a lot of special meaning to me. I believe so much in dreams, but they still leave me with much to think about. I hope this helps you on your journey and reminds you to take a look into your dreams. Be fearless and free -Ace