Dusty, rusty, blacked, and decayed,
I came to take everything away.

Slowly I came,
silent, and cumbersome,
I will make you remember me.

Who will forget the thing
that stole your time,
wasted life that forgot to
live to fulfillment?

I am ruin, I am decay, I am blackness,
I am memories of long forgotten.

This world can't hold both of us,
so the strongest survive,
I am ruin, I am dust, and ashes,
I am blinded by my purpose.

To the end,
I am gone but never forgotten.

I am ruin.

*© 2018 By Amanda Shelton