The dreams I dream before I sleep,
are the nightmares of my soul.
The man I truly want to be,
is the man I'll never know.
How to change my space and time,
I have not found inside my mind.
These dreams I dream before I sleep,
of dreams are not sublime.
saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dreams-268/
