COURAGE IN PAIN OR ADVERSITY.

You’re not dreaming; this is not a test or one of your far-fetched silly fantasies. The dreamer, you prayed would die.

And yet every morning, you woke up with that sadistic personality flaw.

The dreamer.

It never died or took a vacation even when, by all appearances and all logic, there was nothing, nothing absolutely nothing.

I still hoped

The dreamer I wished and prayed would die.

I defy logic

The dreamer never gave up, and neither did God.

I’m no longer a dreamer.

I manifested.

And I’m not going to fuck it up.