I don't take cracks at poetry very often, so I cannot completely vouch for the quality of this piece, but the words just seemed to be there for this one.
And now it's time to go to sleep,
Where in my dreams, the memories I keep.
To dream of days for which I long,
To dream I fixed what went wrong.
For in these dreams I find sweet bliss.
Recalling things I dearly miss.
But tomorrow will come when I arise,
And it is then that I'll realize...
The dreams from which I just awoke,
Have disappeared like a wisp of smoke
And sadness envelops me once again,
Til next eve comes and my dreams begin.