End Of A Show

Third act
And I disappear
The curtains drop
No more of me
No more of my nothingness
A heart trying to love
Just so it could survive
But no more
Need to love
Or be loved
I have left the stage
Left the theatre
Left the city
Left they country
Left this world
And no worries
If there is even a single one
A replacement has been found
She will too disappear
Into the empty sound


by Erica Borges

Comments (1)

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