Decay

For a moment 
Life feels like how it's supposed to be
For a moment 
I can tell my mom that I am free

For a second 
You become the forgotten memories
For a second
I know where I'm meant to be

But for hours
I've drowned my sorrow in tears
For hours 
I've wondered if the knife was near

For days
I've sold my body to wandering eyes
For days
I've spat on my own pride

And for weeks 
I've distanced myself from friends
For weeks
I've disdained myself with men

For months 
My corspe has been lying in the coffin
Nailed and sealed by the rotten dreams

For months
I've tried to find myself in you
While you stranded my songs on the haunting hill

But for years
I've built a shelter 
So when I'm lost
I know where to sail
For years 
I've created a haven
Shielding from the woe of the failing dreams
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Agustin Avatar
January 15, 2025 at 9:16 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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