I now know dreams
are made out of glass
because,
when you dropped me,
I watched all of mine
shatter

One day
I’m going to love something
and it won’t break
under the weight
I carry
of every monster
who tore me apart.

Each day and the choices we make bring about our reality.
Just because you can’t see it, can’t touch it, doesn’t mean it’s not there. Keep chasing the light, chasing the dream and make it real.

The naysayers will neigh, that’s why they have long faces.