The Dying of the Light

The Dying of the Light

Colors of beauty once bright, now fading

slowly draining never gaining

always to fall into the darkness.

Sounds of life once sharp and clear

now muffled by the shadows of uncertainty

never ringing true the joy

now lost.

Feelings of happiness once remembered

now fallen into the well of indifference

forever to sink, slowly losing

clarity of thought drowning

the waters of dark are winning.

All is shrouded in the fog of unknown

as seen from the cage of me

always straining, never reaching

losing the key of me.