Every dreamcatcher

Has a limited storage

And every so often

It’s time to cleanse

Now, have you ever


How they purge

That’s my job.

It is me every time

Who clears them

Every seven years

Me who brings

The purge. The cleanse.

There is immense power

In that, don’t you see?

I see your dreams

I witness nightmares-

I know the worst of the worst-

There’s someone worse than you

I know how to heal them

I know how to hurt them

And I know what it takes

To run every mind

Every heart. Every soul.

In a way you’ve never known

You belong to me

I am the cleanser of


I am the ruler of


And what drives the word forward

My domain.


Thanks for reading this little poem based on a Pinterest pin I saw; I hope it showed you the power of dreams.

I write poetry, prose, and personal pieces. All images are mine unless indicated otherwise. Feel free to leave feedback on my work anytime; I hope you enjoy.

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