Dreamer

A dreamer doesn’t see the world

The way it is

They see the possibilities

Of what it could be

They look at it from every side

Plotting their course

To find the way to change it

Into what they see

They put blinders to despair

And hold to hope

They climb even when tired and hurt

Especially when tired and hurt

When others laugh at them

Tell them it’s folly

A dreamer hurts, but never stops dreaming

Even if it makes their perception flicker

They plow ahead

Making the sacrifices most would never

Because their dream is all they are

And no loss is too great a price to pay

And in the end

When they either achieve their dreams

Forcing them into reality

Through their sheet will

Or fail completely

Realizing the impossibility

And falling to that crushing weight

Men call despair

They go back to sleep

To heal from the never ending fire

Which fuels them as it burns at both ends

And they dream again

No matter how many times they wake

And their dream ends

They will dream again

Because that is what dreamers do