Am I a Dreamer?

Am I a Dreamer...

By B.T. Smith
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August 2014

So many people dream;

so many dreams that coalesce into the nights sky like a gathering of fireflies.

They swim through the atmosphere to come to a point like a bonfires center.... But in that night so many get lost, and the dreams fade and so too their light.

Too many people dream only to let such fire that burns within them... like internal furnaces that cool down to a less luminance brown dwarf star, until finally the fires are extinguished by its own pressure into a cold barren husk of life of which it once was begotten by.

Am I dreamer? Will I ever know, if my fires are to extinguish or burn truly bright?

Am I afraid to set a lit something that's greater than my own self-worth?

So many people dream;

So to can we fly in the night, with feelings and thoughts so truly bright.

They can shape who we truly are, or help someone else look within.

Greatness is deep when it helps not only themselves but others in flight...

Am I dreamer? Not only here to exist but also to shine?

Am I afraid to put down fear and try something that's with out training wheels?

So many people dream;

so many dreams get lost, will mine? Will I? When do I know that it's time to step out, and walk on knowing I've done whats worth?

Will they ever know what I dream if not?

Am I dreamer? Does it matter if I have better others even if not my own life?

Will I continue to be afraid? Will I stress about things that matter not once I'm gone again.

Are my dreams worth dreaming again once they cease to be bright...

So many questions that kill those dreams that could have saved a life... So much doubt that stifles the creativity and ingenuity of humanity... To that end, isn't it to us then to fly bright?

Life for You Poem

Life for You
B.T. Smith
2013

I have a Life for you.

I truly do.

I contain it within my words.

I have a Life for you.

You’ll see.

I contain it within my heart.

I have a Life for you.

You’ll know.

I contain it within my dreams.

Of Life & Pain ::Philosophical Rant::

Life is full of pain. One may think that there’s no gain. Some people will blame you or you can and will only have yourself to blame. Don’t give into the shame. Pain is here, pain is there, and it can and will be everywhere. You need to see through it for what it is. Just like you life is a scared child in the dark. Alone.

Of Life & Sorrow ::Philosophical Ramble::

In this world, death only warrants death. Life only spares death. And we walk on a fine thinning line that balances us precariously between a life, of lives opened to happiness; and one of death, and to sorrow. Strange is it that a man/woman born of the same mother can be so different and almost born of ill hate, un-wanted and despised, and yet he/she was just born. The other born with the protection of God or some such of origin or mythos, and he /she can do no wrong. Both share the same blood, yet one is forsaken, destined for a life wrought in darkness, and for what? For sins he/she/they did not trespass? The vanity of his/her ilk; some long lost ire? Or is it because of his/her disposition to great things, or terrible things?