As The Days Go By Poem by Jeremy Willson

As the days go by I wither away
Everyone is dying every minute, of every second, of every day
As the days go by I watch the clouds go by
As day turns to night I watch the stars shoot out across the sky
As I lay in bed and think
As I lay in bed and write
As the days go by
And I listen to the whispers of happiness and love pass me by
I grow more and more lonely
The smile I wear sometimes phony
As the days go by I see those who are here and those who are gone
The fake people of which I've drawn
Or are they fake?
As the days go by I lay awake
As the days go by unable to sleep
I lay my head on a pillow that's as soft as a sheep
And as the days go by I feel my mind slipping away into a great abyss
Quiet, free, and full of bliss
As the days go by