Happiness Fading

CATEGORY

life

the hands of time turn 

and with every second 

my mind grows weary 

of your presence 

it is haunted by images of you 

once you were a beacon 

a symbol of the happiness 

my heart would seek 

my eyes would be lost 

in your light 

now the darkness 

that surrounds you 

is consuming the hope 

i had in you placed 

your eyes became whirlpools 

dragging all joy 

into a pit of despear 

and with every passing second 

i call my home there 

my loses 

every beautiful memory we’ve made 

the happiness i placed in you 

i watch it now fade 

with the passage of time