Life’s worth. It’s draining now
at this age of wilting past
Dusk has departed and so has the light
I wonder how long this dawn will last?
Second by second I anticipate my demise
in this limbo, under the fading skies
With each raspy breath I take
I wonder is this my final one?
how many more will I endure
till the time comes when I am finally done?
Memories, once deeply engraved,
are washing away with the tide of time
I lay awaiting for the last slumber
drifting to the years of my prime
Atlast it's here! The hour has come to rise
I no longer persist under the faded skies