Legacy I Poem by lamia harker

I once sat upon a pedestal;
and wondered why everything I saw
was actually happening.

As if it were some dream of which
I was undeserving.
Still, like laying across hardened marble
I splayed myself wide and open for all to see,
giving heart and emotion for
a singular breath of time.

Here I lay, here I wait
and here I pray to gods
I don’t believe in to ultimately see
just what I was trying to understand.

It’s been years since then,
since I first gave myself into everything
and finally realized that everything
I ever wanted amounted to nothing.

Or rather to an everything I couldn’t support, couldn’t ever let happen.