I’M FADING
I’m fading, barely breathing
the truth is not concealing
a noose on my neck or the guillotine
the world lacks care
I’m fading but you will never know
the world has put me on a dire spot
every piece of my cake they want to have
not minding none left
I’m fading but with a style
all pain hidden behind my smile
none care if I’m hemorrhaging
“just give” they plead in between
I’m fading, no one to the rescue
they ignore that I’m also flesh and blood
insatiable leeches laced at my back
maybe until my soul extinguish
I’m fading, almost gone
the world has no memory, so run
till you are no more, nobody cares
someone else will take your bed
@talk2leigh
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5:59am
23 Sept 2026
The repetition of “I’m fading” makes this feel like a cry that keeps getting quieter while everyone keeps asking for more. The smile hiding the hemorrhage is probably what hit me most—sometimes the person everyone sees as strong is simply someone who has mastered the art of hiding how much they’re hurting. “Not minding none left” captures the cruelty of being valued only for what you can give. This one feels less like a poem and more like an exhaustion that finally found words.
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