Poetry

Chasing Dreams

“Don’t you see? You chased your dreams,
and that makes you my hero.”

How can you not see the potential brewing beneath your flesh? How can you not fathom how incredibly talented you are? At everything you do. By existing, you put others to shame. By existing, some are threatened. Jealous. Envious. Some might even dare to challenge everything you are. Stab you in the back, even. But to me, I see someone chasing her dreams and catching them. I see brilliance.

You dared to chase your dreams without giving any fucks in the process. How can you not see how admirable that is? How can you not feel the power oozing from your fingertips? Or the bravery? Or the unbridled joy you feel when you are in your element? I see it. I see it all. And you, my darling, are my fucking hero.

© Sarah Doughty
2019

My loyalty and devotion
will never falter.

2 thoughts on “Chasing Dreams”

  1. This is a brilliant piece. So encouraging. I think we don’t see it because of the negative reactions of others. As you’ve mentioned – they are envious and will do whatever they can to not make you feel special. It’s sad, really. I’m glad that you see it, though.

    I think you’re still slightly MIA. I haven’t heard from you in a while. Just thought I’d check in and see what’s going on. How are things?

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