The dreams fades

—

The dream fades a lil’ more

with each passing day

seeming more ridiculous

more far fetched

more far away…

~~~

drowning in the responsibilities

and mundane tasks

of adult existence

exhaustion is my new best friend

not the dreams I once had

~~~

but sparks of creativity

keep forcing themselves through

the ashes that linger

refusing to be dowsed

refusing to be abandoned

~~~

and so I struggle on

though the dream

does seem to fade

day after day

but today is not that day.

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