Erosion

I am gone

Chipped away by

Those wielding

Tiny hammers

Eroded from 

So many tears

Wind circling

Carrying small

Pieces away

Dissipation

There used to be magyck in the world

It came on me out of nowhere and 

Struck me with the most wonderful force

Light and sound unlike anything I've felt

Allowing me to be unabashedly myself 

To finally FEEL after years of numbness

But it has since dissipated and gone

Tendrils of sage scented smoke drifting

Further and further away until nothing