i have a dread in my heart.

i feel an impending sense of

the end.

so many things

and people

have come and gone.

now as the dust settles

it settle for good.

it'll be left that way

as we walk on

to another place

and it'll be lost

lost in time.

never to return to anyone's mind

never to come back.

the sense of yesteryear

and the end

rushed through again.

oh well

it comes

and will go.

just like everything else.

just like everyone else.

just please

go away soon.




just another pretty face

that's so forgettable.