Not to chase dreams
nor to catch butterflies
Not to hide behind doors
Not considering yesterday any more
So why that feel of uneasiness
With a sense of hopelessness
Promises of not missing you
Not recalling the past
Like a silent secret
Not searching lost times
Why heart is restless so
heartbeats pounding more
Changing the course of my paths
Not to meet, or talk or walk along
Why disturbances turbulent
Tightening their grip round my feet
The bait in my throat is removed
But a feeling of loss is why
Sorrow nestled in body and spirit
Endless unstoppable
Fixed in mindwhose memory hurts
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