Erosion

Standing tall, my neck down bends
I'm a monolith in the winds
No storm nor thunder could break my back
But time has taken all my friends
I'm a puppet with no strings
No masters nor lords to hold
I stand tall & proud
My feet shaking all along
Erasure of history
Of memory
Trauma does way worse
Nothing is permanent
But impermanence to one's soul
I live, I love, I cry and laugh
I sit still and feel nothing at all
Some days I'm animated, my heart is glass
Shaking with every word
Others I am made of stone, A monolith standing tall
A sheep in wolf's clothes
I am everything that is wrong with me
I am all my darkest thoughts
I am the living personification
Of all that I suffered with loss
Erosion kicks away at me slowly
No storm nor thunder did break my back
But time is the strongest eraser of them all
Under its weight everything will crack
I am governed by time
My soul exists outside
Of this cruel, tyrannous dimension
But my soul yearns to break away
From the body within which it stays
I've fought the urge
Time & again
I've made every conceivable mistake
But I came back strong
My back never broken... yet
I am barely in my twenties
They say I'm young
I feel so old
As if I were born shipwrecked
Somehow both sheltered since forever
And homeless within
I seek a home, always
But a home without those who once lived
Will forever sting
I lost everyone for whom I cared
And learned to care for more
But they, with time, will be gone too
Some have already left
I miss them plenty
I wish they knew
I tell them, sometimes
I wish I knew if they felt the same
But my glassy stone-filled heart is on my sleeve
I see none of theirs
I wear my body as a mask
For the soul hiding beneath
I wish I could break my body
I wish I could set myself free
I know that this answer, it may not be
The one which I so desperately once did seek
I feel no more hunger or thirst
For things that I once wanted to achieve
I am content with who I am
I am content with what I've become
I am stagnant but that's alright
At least I'm alive under the sun
When the moon rises and the sun sets
You'll still find me there
I am an unmoving monolith in the end
The one constant that doesn't change
If you need me, come find me
I'll move the mountains that hold my feet
To make my way to you
Just say that you want my attention for something serious
Your goals I will pursue
But know this, I save no drowned
Those who will take me with
Erosion of self took enough of me
I'm not anyone's to get lost within
One day I'll break free
One day I'll pass and move
I know not whether my conscience is that of basic chemistry
Or if my thoughts on my soul are true
I have friends everywhere
I have family that loves me
I have the strength to stay standing
Despite all that which I've seen
Take my hand if you need a lift
I'll take you as far as I can
Know that I'm always your friend
For as long you're content with where I stand
Nail me down to the earth when I die
My body goes nowhere
Move my memory a single inch, left or right
You've the right to do this within your minds
But my memory will forever remain the same

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