Withering

Withering short poem

Uploaded by Min Wil


I’ve a companion in despair
my nails dig into the skin of it
Leave me be, I’ve earned this fate
My existence is fading fast
like a drop of dew after morn

I do not deserve your memory
waste not another
acceptance is key, unlock my reality
Pleading to go forth swiftly
A grave path I must journey

Sloshing thoughts relentless
turn away your glare from me
lest you wish to be consumed
Forever tethered-I do not resist
pity is not needed, neither is it due

Diminished as the day into the night
raging onward into oblivion
I do not fear
I wish to taste the sweet savory of obliteration
captivating, like a moth unto a flame

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Minnie Mariah Wilson

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Hello, My name is Minnie, I am 31 years old and live in PA . I am the children's book author/illustrator of Just ask my mom and dad/SOCKS, I also write poetry and have been a production assistant for over 7 years. I have been writing short children stories and poetry since I was very young-I enjoy it and take every opportunity to share my work with others.
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The Withering

The Withering elegy

Dried up, shrivelled, exposed, weather-beaten, This wasting away of the body afflicts with decay The hey-ho day of the day-to-day. Friends desert us quite, And no quenching ever pleases. What was is rubbed away, like stains that dry Wither, languish,