Dreams

I carry with me a dream

I think we all have dreams

That we pursue and hope

This is my dream

And it terrifies me

For every step taken

Brings me closer and closer

To where either

My dream lies or should lie

We dream our dreams

Painting them into our minds

In such detail that

They seem obtainable to us

We carry them with us

But how can it ever be what we imagine?

Our mind creates something

And our destiny is to

Fail to obtain it

So, with every step

I am torn between

Joy and fear

I am one step closer towards the dream

And one step closer towards the realisation that

The dream is nothing like what I imagined