I am fading...

I am fading…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I am crinkled at the seams
like a faded sheet of paper;
once pristine white
colors painted on me bright
now just a darkening shadow
of my dreams

I am fading,
or so it seams

A year older
none the more wiser
yesterdays fire
has today become a flame
and there’s no one really to blame
I just don’t feel the same;
as if the wind beneath me
has drifted astray,
the drive in me
has just driven away

Excuse me, Priya Patel
if I may suddenly be down
I promise you
I will not drown
I’m just struggling to get back up

Copyright © Priya Patel

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