Decisions

in poem •  8 years ago 

Waking up to
The echo of your voice
Not leaving behind
Any trace of choice

Only closing doors
In your eyes as you speak
My darkest desires
Are making me weak

You dive in your dreams
And drown every day
The path that you chose
Is slowly fading away.

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