Quickly, as I leap for my goals and dreams, they seem to fade away in the blink of my eye.
Like pieces of paper, each dream blows away as the wind blows through and sometimes life tortures me and allows me to get close to grabbing those pieces, only to have it disappear just as my hand connects.
When will I be able to live these dreams and will they last longer than the things that ain’t my dreams?
Will I be able to make the leap towards what I want or will I keep fighting for something I don’t want just to get by and not think of the struggles of my life.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes
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