Broken Dreams Poem by John Dillenger II

I used to dream of better times,

a soft wave breaking shore.

Dreams of escaping the white lines,

but these dreams are nevermore.

The days of black have come to pass,

times when dreams were darkness.

Those days I knew could never last,

when under nightmares seductress.

She turns her wicked web about me,

trailing daggers through my mind.

When will I escape this sea,

what land could I find.

To crawl myself upon,

and escape the sea

of my broken dreams.