As I Did

Baylee

My citadel

must crumble with

the end of the beginning

 

These feathers falling,

these cliffs collapsing

as a waterfall cascades down my cheeks

 

My riven wings

drag behind me as

I carry on without you

 

Take the dawn from my sight

leave my bones to dry

in the hot desert sun

 

Please, do not weep

I have wept enough

for all of you

for many lives to come

 

Allow the fog to form

over your memory, over your emotion

let it creep inside your heart

and infect the blood of your veins

 

Allow that numbness you feel

to consume your being

 

So that one day,

you may die

as I did:

without a heart

and without a purpose.

 

  • Author: Nicole Brant (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 26th, 2018 07:53
  • Category: Short story
  • Views: 28
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  • FredPeyer

    So sad, Nicole, but with some beautiful word choices, 'my riven wings drag behind me', 'take the dawn from my sight'. But the saddest part is the last stanza. You do know how to convey feelings!

    • Baylee

      Thank you much



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