Fade
Sometimes I feel my existence dwindle
Did I achieve what was my life’s purpose
Or is it just I’m getting too old
And my dream of life remains unsold
Vanishing light lets in creeping dark
A shadow stealthy covering my glow
Am I something you no longer see
A stranger in the place of a youthful me
Is my time up or will I have more to come
I haven’t finishing making this house a home
I got too comfortable
Playing it safe without trying to be remarkable
I took down the clocks so long ago
A key for the grim reaper
I don’t want to disappear
Dying I can’t face, it’s my biggest fear
Fade out of time
Fade out of light
Fade out of trace
Fade out of faith
Fade out of time
Copyright © Michael Pyatt | Year Posted 2015
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