Disintegrate

It eats me away

slowly, bit by bit.

I can feel every piece

as it is agonizingly torn off.

It disintegrates me,

every single day.

It used to be small 

barely visible  unless seen

as under a microscope/

But it started growing

just like a tumor,

Slowly getting larger

and cracking the shell

of who I was.

Slowly putting out the light 

that burns through me,

creating a darkness

that keeps getting darker every day.

My once perfect self

is not withering away.

And to think,

It all started

in my Heart.

This poem is about: 
Me

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