Poem: Fighting for Dreaming

27 years circling on a spinning orb
Feeling much and seeing more
While a forced veil has suffocated truth
Sought to confine and blind
No more in a fruitless fight for the greater
Not a rose colored hue, but something
More vivid, transparent, and beautiful
Than a fantasy could ever be
Thus the veil gets torn
What was only felt can now be seen
As another layer is put off in a fight
Fighting for what was only once thought to be dreaming