Now

Painted face,

That fall from grace,

Now I am the dirt

On the street

I once was white light

I once was amber

Now I am the dirt on the street

I once was mysterious

A sight to behold,

A story untold,

A perfect little box

From where only surprises

That delighted alighted

Do you remember

The light that was in me

Lately my light has been fading

You still hold me the same way

Night and day

But behind your eyes

I see your fatigue. 

Reviews

[Chris]

Seems a lot of change came your way...

[SquinklaPsyOps]

Artistic composition in form and style.

[Luke L]

Great stuff beautiful writing :)

[Bliss]

Thankyou guys! :)