faded

Soon they will all have faded

We will forget to care at some point

At some point alone is an inevitable place

Its getting there that’s hard

Its hard knowing that loss is coming

Its hard letting go

I hate not knowing you

But I need that time

I bleed and soil nothing

I breathe and carry on

A lightening load is a heavy burden to bear

Soon I will not know you

I will create a shallow version of you

An ideal fictional nothing

the value of the image dissipates

Reviews

[Siena - Silent Awakenin..]

'I will create a shallow version of you
An ideal fictional nothing '
How do you even come up with that? Its so damn good, and i envy your writing.
I could also really relate to what you were saying and already, I think i love your poems... (going to read some more) - Siena

[Lydia]

Great write!