Transformed
I was ruined.
And everything I knew.
Everything I thought I knew.
Died.
I could feel it.
Slowly,
My appetite decaying
My heart offbeat, more like a tick than a thump
Speaking to me in harsh whispers
You are dying
You are leaving
You are ruined
And so I did what all warriors do.
I fought it.
My greatest weapons in hand, I fought it
I yelled at it, cursed it, tried to transfigure it
Tried to remind it of its old melody, its old beat, that familiar percussion
But it still ticked,
And so helpless, I sat.
I didn’t move, I let my heart play its own tune, as my body suffered the consequences.
It couldn’t stand the sound of the heartbeat,
So it ran.
And I chased it too
Ran after it,
Fed it what it needed
And what it needed, ruined me
Numbed me
Consumed me
Numbered my days
My heart’s clock slowly stuttered,
To its own beat
Because it no longer needed me
And I no longer needed it
So I did everything to sabotage it,
Ruin it,
Hurt it
I did it.
I let it go
So I could get back on beat,
Play the right sound
Play the right tune
But sweeter, and warmer, and more passionate
I was ruined.
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