I lie

withered beside

the road like

a broken little bird

to confused to fly.

My neglectful state

is apparent

even to the most

oblivious of

the oblivious.

Anger and frustration

sustained me

initially

but even that

energy has faded

leaving a pitiful wisp

of what I once

was.

Now, a memory

shuffled among

many, I’ve

lost value

over time

until all

that is left

of me is