Time creeps forward
Seasons change
Leaves fall
And things fade.

Ends begin
Skies hide
And moons cry
There is no life within.

Love is pain
Pain is love
Suffer in sorrow
And cancel tomorrow.

Weep
Pray
Wish
Hope for the best.
But whisper not when sun sets.

The apple rots
Withers
Degrades
With no regrets.

Black to white
Unending gray
No more night
No more day
One last night
No next day.