We Come to Ruins
Morten Veland
Feel the walls crumbling all around me
We come to ruins eventually
Years of deteriorating
The pain, excruciating
How did it all ever come to this
I stare into a descending sun
I fall into oblivion
I falter into wastelands and beyond
I comprehend what my life has become
Indifferent faces circle around
as I am lowered into the ground
Years of deteriorating
The pain, excruciating
pass me that burial mound
We are all waning
We are all fading away
like a forget-me-not
on a midwinters day