Growing old

by Elyse   Jun 1, 2007


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You'll never have the same pants size
Your hair color will begin to fade
No matter how you hide it
Your face will begin to change

Your attitude might get sharper
Your mind will begin to slow
Faces of your friends will fade
All the memories will go

Your first love that made you happy
And also brought you tears
You'll realize he wasn't worth it
When you look back at all those years

Your once perfect body
Has slowly begin to collapse
And when once you can run a mile
You can barely make a lap

Your best friends will lower in numbers
As they also begin to grow old
Sadly dressed up in all black
Looking down into the hole

You also will become feeble
More bones will begin to break
It will be harder to wake in the mornings
More muscles will start to ache

Now your laying on your death bed
You look back on your youth
You lay thinking was it worth it?
You look at all the people you knew

Now the cycle is over
No more shall you cry
As we lower you in your grave
Your last memory on this Earth dies....

yea dont like it to much but ahh what yall think

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  • 17 years ago

    by Finalgravedigger

    Wow i must say quite depressing but great transition and well great power good poem 5/5 maybe u can read one of mine.