Your body becomes frail
as it withers away.
Your feet become worn
as they crumble beneath you.
Your arms become weak
as they hold up your will to live.
Your head becomes heavy
as you start to drift away.
Your mind becomes clouded
as you fall.
Falling far, far away,
until light is no more.
CZYTASZ
Useless Poems From The Mind of a Madman
PoezjaSome poems I've written; some happy, some sad, tortured, joyous, and anything in between. Some material may be disturbing to some readers. Please pardon any spelling or grammar mistakes. All of my poems are written by me and belong to me. These poem...
