Fading

the evil entity that is self doubt inspired this poem

Its getting even harder to believe,

 the thought that anyone else

could read what ive scribbled

all over the walls

or read those old papers on the shelf.

 

Because those pencil marks and papers

slowly degrade and fade away with time

And all my thoughts and dreams

get trapped and lost inside my mind

my creativity fades even faster

as it seeks shelter behind my walls

 

then its not so long at all

until time takes its toll

 

and everything i once had

that i thought was worth

as much as gold

is gone forever

lost for good

laying forever dormant and cold

 

Author's Note

thank you for reading this, it just goes to show that people can see what i have to write.

Reviews

[Fran Marie]

Very well penned and deeply expressed with a good deal of emotion being brought forth

Great job on this onE!!

[DarkLovingRaven]

This has a lot of emotion to it. Thank you for sharing with us!