We fall away

We fall away

One piece at a time

Slices as thin as a

Single cell

Every day another layer

Of yesterday

Buried in landfill

Tucked away in an attic

Locked up in a straight jacket

The madness of believing

We are in control

As the clock runs down

The candle burns

In darkness

As the door closes

Leaving an empty room

The furniture

Means nothing

On its own

Dead wood

Covered in dust

Blank mirrors

Mourning the loss

Of daylight

Fading in the face

Of sorrow

The past making way

For tomorrow

Everything ages

Degrading in stages

On completion

We are all the same