Dream or Awake.
Which one is for me?
Dream with the risk of never achieving,
or live with risk of never finding meaning.
Which way will I push my luck?
Am I someone who could settle for 'good enough'?
Could I ever fully sleep walk with my dreams?
Could I ever really find the means?
Do the needs of society,
mean more to me,
than the needs of the spirit?
than the needs of the soul?
I wouldn't really bet on it.
That's not how I imaged growing old.
I think maybe,
the curse of me,
is to be a dreamer,
who has to live in reality.
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RefugeInRain (
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Comments3
A lovely write, we are all dreamers and it is more than likely we have to face reality at some stage, because the dream ain't happening, enjoyed the read
This is a really great write. Reality. The thing that dreams are made of. Lol
And so it is with most of us. A poem that is so identifiable. Well done
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