Fading Poem by Daniel Wittfoth

Losing strength
cast away-like a wilted flower
Spit upon
by those-who have never
felt torture-pain

Chained by memory
what we shared
By me-by you
thought we'd always make it through
what was one-now split in two

running from the pain
into darkness-deep
The anguish-defeat-rejection
perfection is that of perception
insanity-in my thoughts
Nowhere in my mind-can I escape
to have that piece of me-torn away
One that could not be returned
that driving force-of the soul
No defense-already fading from me
fading

Thrown into chaos
gasping-for one last breath of hope
swallowing only bitterness
Like a snake-tightening grip
death beckons-calling out my name
Consumed-ever am I condemed
life now-has no meaning...