Old Hearts

It's about how our outlook of life dims as we get older, whether it's due to events or people who have negatively affected us

A whirl of colours, all heading down the drain

The grey ugly veil of winter has come again

My head senses the summer is here

My heart tells me it disappeared

 

Monotony scratches and claws at me deep inside

But under the glare of a cruel world

Is there a home for me, a place left to hide?

 

My words dismissed as weary and cold

But we are the past and future alike

This is the price to pay for being old 

Taunting my heart for trying to survive

 

A dark world, a broken world

It drives my heart to the wilderness

Speech long faded and laughter long since deceased

Echoes and memories into the world released

 

Stuck here, lights dimmed and hopes destroyed

The echoes bounce around and I'm paranoid

Hours trickling away downstream

Here comes the self-loathing I deployed

 

My words dismissed as weary and cold

But we are the past and future alike

This is the price to pay for being old

Taunting my heart for trying to survive

 

The End

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