Friday, 5 September 2025

Poem: A Part of Me Died

It didn’t kill me, but something changed,
A piece of me lost, forever estranged.

I walked away, yet not the same,
A shadowed soul, a quiet flame.

That day took part of who I was,
Left me searching, without cause.

I carry on, but feel the void,
A heart once whole, now destroyed.

It didn’t end me, but I’m not whole -
An echo remains, deep in my soul.

I’m here, I breathe, but truth denied -
A part of me, that day, quietly died.

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