We close our eyes.
We kill our longing.
The desire, the passion,
the fire in us vanished.

We break our hearts.
We ignore the freedom.
The hours, the days, the
memories linger.

We step away.
We avoid the same road.
The tests, the challenges,
the circumstances are wrong.



About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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