DISAPPEARING
One night I fell and began to disappear
Also disappearing were things I held dear
No chance to choose in the words spoken
Now it's only my heart that is broken.
This wasn't done in anger, only haste.
Forgetting that yesterday, this was my space.
No time to wonder of hurt this might cause.
No time to give a more thoughtful pause.
My life became one of give or sell.
Simply because one night I fell
and became a person of less consequence
If I disappear, will they sense my absence
Books, paintings, moments in time
all things I loved that once were mine.
disappearing with so little care.
Please handle gently: my memories are there.
Copyright © Ann Peck | Year Posted 2023
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