Dusty, rusty, blacked, and decayed,
I came to take everything away.
Slowly I came,
silent, and cumbersome,
I will make you remember me.
Who will forget the thing
that stole your time,
wasted life that forgot to
live to fulfillment?
I am ruin, I am decay, I am blackness,
I am memories of long forgotten.
This world can't hold both of us,
so the strongest survive,
I am ruin, I am dust, and ashes,
I am blinded by my purpose.
To the end,
I am gone but never forgotten.
I am ruin.
*© 2018 By Amanda Shelton