In the hours closest to dawn
Dreams weaving with past reality
With old friends, lost
And loved ones
I played out my dreamers desires
Like memories frozen
Untouched by time, and words spoken
back to a place,
Uncertain,
Where I fought for a beast without caution!
Old desires
Burning
My righteousness yearning
Believing I could mend in others
All that was broken in me.

© cloudy blue