My soul is sleeping It is wildly dreaming I cant see in the dark Anything can be a'lerk I want to wake up It is all my luck Why cant I move? I need something to smooth My soul from what is going on This has been to long I scream for help I begin to whelp I fall and Cry Someone save me While I weep In a heap On the Dusty floor I cant take this anymore Then a light hits the ground It heals my wounds From all dooms I get winded in the light this is the greatest of my dreams Well, this is what it seems No swindler can take this from me To me no one must see the light goes out And then no more in sight And out goes my light! (Thanks CavalierLady for the pick, kinda borrowed it :-/)

Hmmm - Content good , but I would have to say the form needs a little work. I liked the message within the poem and the emotions you offered but the flow was off. In my opinion. :) But Opinions are like... well we all know the old saying.

The tumbling emotions are done well, and most of the rhymes are smoothly done, but there's a few lines that I find jarring:

Anything can be a'lerk
What is a lerk? Is this a typo?

This has been to long
This has been too long (Spelling/usage error.)

I begin to whelp
I'm not sure that the usage of whelp is correct here. I know that poetry can play with word meaning, but it seems more of a forced rhyme than a new twist on the word.

The one thing that I'd suggest is to make a few of your lines longer so the pacing changes in the poem. A poem composed of a lot of short lines can feel tiring after a while for the reader. Another possibility is to chop it up into stanzas, so the white space provides the reader with breathing space.

Thanks for sharing your poem, and welcome to the Writers' Forum!