Erased

The walls remembered my name not my voice,
My existence faded by the hourglass,
I could feel the weight capture my chest
Felt like a taboo down my throat, 
Memories swept, diminished, downgraded 
Like words on a wet paper,
I found a letter in the rain
My name on it, my existence erased.

©?Written Whispers
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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