Becoming Herself

This is a poem about me, finding myself and the journey through life.

Dreamer. 

All those who know her, 

know she was born to dream. 

Her dreams often changing- taking the form of 

places to go, things to do, people to meet. 

The dreamer soon discovered some dreams, 

are born to be let go. How beautiful.

She will never stop dreaming. 

Although she can't do it all,

She can't be it all, she can love it all.

And that is what she is. 

Love.

She is the love she gives to others. 

She is the love passed to a stranger through a smile.

She is the love found in a rainy day, 

For those who dare to dance under the sky rather than hide away. 

She spends her days looking for a way to cure the aching in her heart. 

The aching to be a part of something bigger than herself, 

Bigger than her dreams. 

She goes through her day, looking, aching, 

To find the words, a story, anything to share the immense love she feels. 

And on the days when it is hard to find, 

She looks for it in her reflection. 

"I was born to love," she thinks to herself often. 

But love comes with a price. 

A price this dreamer is always willing to pay. 

She is so grateful to love someone enough that losing them can hurt so bad. 

The grief and pain felt from losing someone,

Is always worth the love that was felt and shared with that person.

Desperately searching for ways to express her love, 

she finds herself mixed up in all sorts of things. 

She splashes color across a page, she scrawls across a notebook till her hand aches,

She spends hours deep in thought learning who she really is. 

Her favorite part of living: 

becoming better. 

Becoming herself. 

Becoming the person she always dreamed she would be.

Reviews

[Mayflower]

Love this one! I also get lost in my dreams and try to process life by scribbling across pages. Hope you find the peace you're looking for

[Dreamer]

Thank you for your comment! Dreams are such an important part of making inspired decisions! At least in my life!