Fade Out Poem by Matthew Holloway

The fading kind of day
where little by little all fades away
the will to deal with it all
people, responsibility, life
where you want to fade into abstract nothingness
become a part of the bedspread unseen
that none will bother you
and all will pass by without hindrance
the clouds, birds, passing cars
become silent, forgotten
dissolved in a glass like paracetamol
numbing all and everything
and the rest fades out to black
no credits roll
the fading kind of day
fade out, done