Hard Dreams

Hard Dreams

The funny thing with dreams

Is for all the glitter they promise

It’s one to ten with tears.

Passionate, working hours long

You can see it in your mind.

In real life, you can’t see through the fog.

But the choice is yours

No need for the sky

If you like your grounds.

If that’s what you like –

Go big; it’ll give you tears

For what it’s worth.

As long as this choice

Makes you at peace,

Won’t keep you up at night

Thinking up dreams.

As long as the heart

Is your guide through the dark

Illuminating what the mind

Can’t see with a flashlight.