Where has the time gone, slipping through fingers so slight,
Like whispers of wind on an autumn night.
Faces once clear now blurred in the haze,
Lost in the labyrinth of time’s cruel maze.

Once vibrant colors now fade to gray,
As moments and names quietly drift away.
The laughter and tears, the joy and the pain,
Are shadows that dance in a mind strained.

Holding onto fragments of a distant past,
In a world where nothing seems to last.
Flickers of clarity, fleeting and rare,
Like stars in a sky that’s no longer there.

Yet in this darkness, love remains bright,
A beacon of hope in the endless night.
For though the mind may wander and stray,
The heart remembers, come what may.