lane.rowe

passion dies

Passion dies

It burns so rapidly like a fire

A flame so big and bright

Then every piece of a dream    

Becomes so Broken

Not one piece Complete

The flame burns the mind

Right before my eyes

So suddenly

 

the what if’s turn to nimble lies

An eager notion halts and cries

life dwindles down to no desire

And as ones thoughts are crushed

 

That flame dies

Till there is no more fire