How serene the night is now, <br />No heartache knows its place, <br />No breath of disquietened air <br />Passes overhead. <br />No one shouts along the streets, <br />Not even cars disturb the peace, <br />But still I am unsettled, <br />Renched from all I know, <br />I feel a pang of hunger, <br />A glimpse of pain. <br />But then it's gone, <br />And suddenly wind is about. <br />My heart bleeds its silly drops, <br />The tarmac's trampled underfoot, <br />And streets cry out because of rubber, <br />For you see I have awoken, <br />My slumber passed over me, <br />No more serene, no more, <br />I'm forced to face the light alone, <br />As the coming day arrives. <br />I've gone too far into my head <br />To ever be let out.<br /><br />Mathew Lewis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-we-dream/
