time is the destroyer of all things
it rots away your mind
your body
your soul
your favorite pair of shoes
and the grass beaneath your feet
it fades out photos until they're unrecognisable
it turns red roses black
you watch as the patch of mold grows along the walls of your childhood home
secretly you hope it eats away everything until there is no longer anything to remember
time makes you forget the best days of your life
and the person you used to be
it turns golden watches that once glistened in the light into a brown and green mess
your life becomes a part of the corrosion
it's inescapable
run as fast as you can and as far as your legs will take you
make peace with the fact that it will inevitably swallow you whole
leaving behind an empty chair and a worn out shirt
how can you see the value in that?
the pieces of you left behind will be discarded like the futility of your life itself
you are rotten now
you are rotten
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
poetry trip.
ŞiirA collection of poems about trauma, grief, addiction, childhood, and loss.
