epilogue of a dreamer

Dear Poetry,

some smiles,
leap through eternity;
it is an autobiography
(of) when I was a child....

The Dream, the dream,
in chains
        chains
               CHAINS!!!

These aren’t just laws, they’re constants!

Hope,
(a) false ambition-
twistful irony.
it ought to tell me enough

wishes are never found

Dreamscape,
everyone has one;
falling asleep among the stars,
loving every minute:
senseless lovers

There are times
I'm being selfish,
feeling this way
all will be well

the honest truth?
FATE be damned!!!

Persevere!
dreamer