Senseless

The days have gone darker
The world seems dull,
The colours of life slowly slip to grey,
This has caused me to mull

How old I have become,
Yet my memories seem summarised
Only just a select few
Only vague images that my life has comprised

Things do not seem real anymore,
Life itself in me is creeping away,
Everything feels exceedingly fake,
It begs the question, how long will one stay?

Sight, touch smell, taste, sound
All are leaving
Feeling, energy and life gone
Can the universe be this misleading?