Mundane

The day mundane and gray as the skies above us, 

the monotony of life surrounds us,

How reason can survive this all.

The weak bond of life, lingers there,

In endless struggle of our world,

Continue moving as time turns us to ash,

brings dreams and hopes to ruin and despair,

The future here if only we dare.

Windows

The windows darkens,

the vision blurs,

Our time surrounds us,

as death occurs,

A chance so small,

of happiness for all,

the time takes it's toll,

Before the final fall...

Dust

A speck of dust,
brought to life by rust,
propelled by lust.

Consuming flesh of fallen,
Whose energy we've stolen,

Await till ash claim us,
nothing left to blame us,
the world shall not wait for us,
As we are nothing but dust...