Evanescent

it bothers me still

that i lost myself to you

you take advantage of me

and i let you

as i was lost when you found me

now i break

my own tranquility

for yours in its place

you leave me where i am

but of course

when you leave

my heart yearns take me with you

occasionally

i look in the mirror

and i see a carcass deprived of soul

a face

not a reflection

and that scares me

we’re all dying

and waiting

to be turned into memories

no one bothers

to recall

the only way out

is to pray

for tomorrow