Slipping, slipping, slipping away

I’ve felt it for months now

that gradual fade, “the end is nigh.”

Slowly, softly, slipping away.

Hope fades as hot memories sting my cheeks and burrow down deeper than I knew.

There’s a chasm inside wherein I hurl dead parts of myself to churn into something new and real.

I stand at the edge of the ravine and I throw in laziness and pain. I toss out lies and get a running start before drop-kicking pity down the well.

I tried to chuck my heartache over the edge…

Hearts are fickle, they seek out pleasure and pain alike. Hearts are sticky, bouncy things that ride on your sleeve and whisper sweet nothings. They roll around orbiting like so many planets in the sky- gravity and heavy and pushing pressure around every side.

I don’t want to forget anything, I just wish I wouldn’t remember every second so vividly. Every kiss fresh and hugs and words and cuddles and smiles and every happy second imprinted for eternity in a heart that I’d rather let be.

Slipping, slipping, slipping away

It’s so hard to let go

when there’s nothing to hold onto.

Slowly, softly, slipping away.


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