I spent the day carving out my life...

I spent the day carving out my life…

I spent the day carving out my life
piece by piece
Parts of me
crumbling away
beneath my fingertips;
slicing through joys and pains
and seeds of laughter
All layered between tears
and moments of fears
throughout the years
They lay open-face in my hands
and now just memories that
I am too weak to discard Priya Patel
They are the carvings of me
that hang on to every step I take
and linger on in the air I breathe forever on display
for the world to see

Copyright © Priya Patel

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