The Best Times Have Passed

The best times have passed

As I awake for the day

Closer to death than life

Forever chasing searching for youth that

has long gone away

Much time has passed and my candle

flickers more

Holding onto the last bit of flame

Fighting off the inevitable darkness

My passion is immortal and is here to stay

As memories fade and my mind decays

The body feels more pain

I hold onto my accomplishments and

failures

My life will never be in vain

As I hold back tears and anxiety

From mindless domestic trauma and

wasted time

I am suddenly overwhelmed with elation

Through my craft I gained a piece of

immortality

My bloodline will continue

With a spirit of wax and a body of wane

From the peak of life to dust in the wind

I remain a constant beyond life changing

many forms

Not alive but will never cease to exist

The physical body rots and perpetuates life

There was never enough time

Now the best times have gone

The best years have passed

Into the void with nothing but my remaining

passions

I am the dust in the wind singular echo in

time