From the second you talk,
They tell you what is good,
The questions you're allowed yo ask,
And the ones you dare not to say,
Placed on a path paved for you,
Life goes along,
Without a chance to think,
If it's right,
But far away your pathway edge,
Is where the living begins,
A land of risk and love,
And iced hearts,
They tell you fear this,
That there is no good in it,
To live there life as they've been taught,
Behind boarded walls,
But the best to meet,
Have chased beyond those halls,
Found themselves along the way,
And have no need to hurry back,
So forget the path chosen,
Follow your heart at cost,
For you'll never see yourself,
If you're to frighten to get lost.
This is my last chapter in this poem book I will be making another shortly in the future
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PoetrySometimes at night, All we can do is lie there in bed and hope. Hope to fall asleep before we fall apart. ~KG Not for most readers reviewed by @RafealJeff
