The First Dream

I’ve never felt this before, this deep setting drive to do something and knowing that I’m going to have to do some terrible things to get there. Is it normal to not fear the consequences? Is failure always not an option? Standing on the edge of the abyss, knowing that you’ll have to fight for your dream. I’ve never felt this before. My dreams were always brought on by other people, but this one is for me. It’s strange, it doesn’t feel like I thought it would, maybe that’s what dreams really are then. Such things that are so fragile, have to be handled with care.
 
I have a dream now.
But I can’t say it out loud or it won’t come true.
It may blow up in my face, I may lose more than I thought I could.
But it's worth it, right?