The Wrinkles and the Tears

Today she lives on memories Morsels of her past Betrayed by time and left to die Death's shadow has been cast The wrinkles on her lonely face Tell stories of joys and pains A map of sorts, of who she was Is all that now remains She has no need for future things No need to understand Living now because she must Beyond the things she'd planned No one to tell her stories to They start to fade away She sadly waits her time to die While living in yesterday Trapped between this life and death Her tears begin to speak Another memory, she won't share Running down her cheek She's now become invisible It's like she don't exist But when she's gone, it won't be long Until she's truly missed She had so much to offer us Wisdom, that we refused Silently, slipping through the cracks A treasure, that we abused She paid the dues that life demands Then quietly disappears Left alone, she fades away The wrinkles and the tears