I wrote my dreams in the stars, and let them live forever.
Who knows if they'll come true or not, but that doesn't matter to me.
The path on which I set out to conquer them, is a dream in itself.
Somewhere, sometime in this life, I know one of them will come to me.
I'll go through hell, just to reach my heaven.
And the journey that follows, will be my hell, my heaven.
I know I'll cry and struggle, scream and forget.
But I'll also learn, and teach, love and laugh.
My dreams might be far away from coming true, but something inside me also knows that they're already being fulfilled.
And I'll be content, with just that.
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In Ink: A Collection of Poetry
Poetry"Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass, but learning to dance in the rain" Vivian Greene Some different poems, all written by me
