Goodbye
I'm fading.
I'm holding onto something
That is destroying me,
But keeping me in existence at the same time.
Should I let go?
Should I hold on,
And let it be the only thing,
Keeping me breathing?
I'm slipping.
I'm slowly losing my grip
On the rope
The only thing keeping me from falling down a hole.
A hole with a beautiful face at the bottom
But one that will eat me alive.
I'm going.
Can't you see my attention waning?
Can't you see my focus leaving?
A gloss creeping over my eyes?
Can't you see the one thing
Taking up all of my time?
The only thing holding me here
Is consuming me,
Alive.
-V
A
YOU ARE READING
When You Read it, You'll know me
PoetryJust words that flow A river in my head It twists and turns And never stays the same The current is strong You can never go back Pen it down And remember The joy of the ride Through the rough bumpy tide That are the words In my mind.
