i. i stare in the mirror until there is nothing left and my features starts to melt away. ‘who am i’, i wonder, ‘without my memories to serve as a foundation?’ i caress the mirror and try to remember something, anything from my distant past but i cannot. all i can hear is the endless, empty, and meaningless ballroom music i once danced to years and years ago repeating over and over again in my mind. perhaps i am just an empty shell now- ready to be thrown out with the rest of the trash.
ii. day by day, my memory worsens, until i am unable to remember what happened only the day before. they are worried, but for what? my memory and mental state have already deteriorated beyond fixing. and when i tell them to take care of my rose garden when i am gone, they begin to cry, their salty tears running down their cheeks.
iii. today is my final day, i think. i can no longer remember the faces of my loved ones, and the only people i see crowded around my bed are strangers. suddenly, i remember a long-lost memory, but it is too late, because i am already slipping into nothingness, and the strangers are all crying, and i wonder why, and
Jul 25, 2020
Jul 25, 2020 at 3:34 PM UTC
i looked away
and there was
nothing left;
only
a quiet whisper
of what once was.
Jul 15, 2020
Jul 15, 2020 at 5:38 PM UTC
flowers bloom in the kitchen sink
where she lays with her eyes
sinking into her hollow skull.
‘what happened?’ he asks, his hand over his mouth-
horrified-
and a voice answers,
‘the pit inside her
grew and grew
until it was no longer just a pit-
it was Tartarus,
and it swallowed her whole.’
Jul 15, 2020
Jul 15, 2020 at 4:54 PM UTC
the moon is slowly moving away from the earth,
just as we are slowly losing grasp of reality.
a single word
escapes from her frozen lips
and my heart sinks
to the bottom of my fantasy-filled ocean;
just like how
i want to drown
in the breaking waves of my delusions.
but, every second i spend with you
drags me down to the
cold hard pavement of
reality.
Jul 15, 2020
Jul 15, 2020 at 4:47 PM UTC