Mia's Book Of Poems

Dreams

The pounding in my head,

Saying its time to go to bed,

I cant turn off the lights,

Because of the fright,

Of what happens when I close my eyes,

Its not a pleasant surprise,

Sometimes I have beautiful dreams,

So it seems,

I sometimes wake up crying,

From having a dream about dieing,

But there are few nights when my dreams are happy,

And theyre terribly sappy,

I dont know which type is worse,

They both are a curse,

Because my happy dreams end,

So then I wake up and have to begin again,

Having to ignore,

The happy universe I explored,

It makes my head sore,

But when I have the dreams I hate,

I always debate,

on if it was better to have a bad night,

Or to remember a good sight,

I will never be able to see again.