Dreams

This is esentally an acompanment poem to Tuesday's post.

Tonight I’m tired 

I’m tired of being tired

I’m tired of a dream 

That I never thought I would be 

I love making words flow 

I love doing this 

But I didn’t realize it meant this 

The light night exhaustion

The days of giving up things 

The pushing through the haze 

This is not what I thought it would be 

But somehow I love it anyway 

I am tired of chasing my dream 

But even through the exhaustion

I feel the joy of the journey welling inside of me 

I get to chaise my dream 

I have the privilege  

To chaise my dream 

I get to work late at night 

I get to choose what I do 

God helps me push through the haze 

God gave me this crazy dream 

And now He’s helping me chaise it 

Sometimes it’s not 

The dream I thought it would be 

This is the part where dreams 

Meet the pavement 

But I’m not stopping 

Oh not tonight 

I’ve got a dream 

And I’m chasing it