I am gone


Patrick Gissberg via Flickr

I’ve been torn open,

Ripped apart till there’s nothing left,

And the remnants lying there,

Don’t even feel like me;

All my pride’s been taken,

Cuz there’s nothing left to be proud of.

I look back on those years and hours

That I’ve been dragging behind so long,

And now I see they aren’t attached anymore –

The shackled memories have been broken,

And in that despicable mess,

My taunting reflection no longer lingers;

I search and search through the past,

Sifting through the guilt –

Unable to believe I’m no longer there.

The details, the blackened life remains,

But I am gone,

Written out.

~ Ilana Reimer


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