Dear Dreamer

kairal k

When I as a kid I fantasized and dreamt of the life I wished to have when I grew up. It helped me move on from day to day, it helped me escape my reality.

And now I am able to acquire that life, I found that I was jaded by life that my dreams and fantasies seemed so far away and unattainable. Growing up being told life wasn’t fair, that I have to work so hard to get what I want, left me feeling hopeless and I even started despising those who lived the life I so admired.

But the dreamer in me has never left me, just put in the back burner as life dealt me with cards,

But she was whispering to me to slow down, to listen and not be so afraid of life.

I paused, and she told me a lot. She told me I shouldn’t be so afraid of living life, as it was my own life. I had to own it so that I could shape it however I wanted.

I had to stop borrowing other people’s life problems and decide what I want from my own life.

It wouldn’t be easy, as I had to leave a lot behind, it wouldn’t be hard, as I had to leave a lot behind.

And now, the life I desire doesn’t seem unattainable now, it doesn’t seem to only belong to certain people.

The dreamer in me helps me step by step to be more accepting of myself, more accepting of that life …and I know before I know it, I will wake up living in it one day.

Now life doesn’t seem so big and scary anymore.

  • Author: karen gacheri (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 27th, 2024 09:18
  • Category: Reflection
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