When the feeling leaves...

When the feeling leaves,
And the big fuck you,
Taints 'most evr'ything you do,
The dropping face,
In every room,
Kills, destroys, & drains, consumes,
With death, that cannot be explained,
A test that cannot e'er be tamed,
As oldness, seeps from every pore,
Time to go. End of tour.
Lie down now, save your tears,
Relax and try to stem your fears,
Everything'll be just fine,
All you feel, is lost, in time,
You'll be gone, and we won't know,
Then we'll be gone, and they won't know,
And on, and on, and on, again,
Until, all memory, gently ends.