A Decomposing

Jaded

Fading

Is this what I have become?

Yearning

Waiting

I know I’m the one

Holding out on myself

But how I see it

I’m a mirror of someone else

And If they don’t want it

Neither do I

Where has the light gone?

I used to feel it

in my heart but now…

It’s cold concrete

Is this

what I’ve been reduced to?

This broken heart

I’ve Had since I was little.

Or is this just a part of the cycle?

A decomposing

before

Life

finds me again..

I act as though I don’t know the process well,

But I do.

Seasons

don’t change

without Surrender.

But I can’t help but to feel

like if I surrender,

I’ll surrender You.

I don’t even remember your face

But I remember the way it felt

So I surrender myself

Instead.

Who knew I’d leave myself for dead?

Perhaps you knew.

- A Decomposing

By Mina