RM+Dreams,+Dreams

The poem Dreams, Dreams by N.W Carney really speaks to me. It is about how there are good dreams, bad dreams, and dreams that are not tainted or touched. The author describes it as a game always chasing or trying to achieve your dreams. Whether if they are right in front of you or behind a locked door, meaning if the dream is easy or hard to accomplish. Either way it is hard to get to your dreams and hold onto them. The poem speaks to me because I have a dream and trying to accomplish it. I just try fathoming how hard it would be to accomplish my dream realizing if my dream is behind a locked door.