The Fade

Pristine utopia of mind
Amorphous yet fragile of form
All you were and shall ever be
Endless possibilities

Where does that man go?
When still more fades away?
As utopia burns
All deforms, and decays

As a stillness descends
The finality of the grave
The last of what was, no longer
Lost forevermore

As a stillness descends
A serenity in oblivion
As you succumb to the fade
Succumb to the fade

What now lies behind those eyes?
A stranger's gaze from your face
What memories are with you now?
Which chapters are not seared?

Your last breath is drawn
The last vestige of you, done
What use is there for sorrow?
When we've made friends with grief?

As a stillness descends
The finality of the grave
The last of what was, no longer
Lost forevermore

As a stillness descends
A serenity in oblivion
As you succumb to the fade
Succumb to the fade