Dreams into Reality
A poem about the struggle of fitting into a modern day work mentality
Trying to rip words from my heart,
turning dreams into reality,
forging molten iron into steel,
but there is something missing -
a temperature yet to be reached;
a resolve yet to be tempered
that refuses to grow beyond a mind
drowned in doubt, fear, uncertainty -
distractions as numerous as the popping of sparks
an illness like the rot in a grave -
why can't I be tempered in the waters
of normalcy - the grind mentality -
a goal far more unreachable
than these thoughts of words,
turning dreams into reality.
About the Creator
Amanda Starks
Fantasy writer, poet, and hopefully soon-to-be novelist who wants to create safe spaces to talk about mental health. Subscribe to my free newsletter at www.amandastarks.com for updates!
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Comments (3)
This was so relatable. There's just always something holding us back from getting what we want. Loved your poem!
Because normalcy only erodes, smoothing the edges perhaps, but never forging steel.
Ah man I felt this one be down to my toes. So much frustration it makes you want to scream sometimes