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Flakes

here it comes

By BrenPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
A Wall

i’m slowly mourning

the parts i’m waiting to die

the inevitable demise

lack of light and nutrients

i can feel the withering

the fading

i’m slowly watching

everything around me crumble

the rot has truly set in

it is now time for

the consequences

the result of

...me

i’m slowly mourning

all that i have let die

everything i let slip away

apathetic neglect

but i never ever thought

it would come to this

i’m slowly watching

these flakes of me

fall about my feet

revealed for what they are

they wither in the light

they fleetly sing of sorrow

sad poetry

About the Creator

Bren

"It's just a token of my extreme!" - Frank Zappa

"Cause it's all in the heat of the moment It's all in the pain!!!" - Devin Townsend

Centre Stage with the wonderful Heather Hubler

I'm writing it out not acting in doubt!

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  • Andrew C McDonald2 years ago

    Today, may we only fleetingly sing of sorrow In hopes for a better day on the morrow This is a beautiful piece Brendan. It evokes poignant regret and longing. Great job.

  • Gosh this was so beautiful yet so poignant! Loved your poem!

  • Babs Iverson2 years ago

    Heartbreaking!!! Poignantly expressed!!! ❤️❤️💕

  • Cathy holmes2 years ago

    Sad, yet beautifully written.

  • Wow. What a perfect punch that last line delivers. Another fantastic performance

  • Heather Hubler2 years ago

    Apathetic neglect…those two words hit. What a sad but true thing to understand. Excellent piece

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