Waxen Voices

You are changing
 because the measured world
 bared its teeth, unflinching
 and demanded it of you
 Because the air you breathe
 every hour feels thinner
 and you were terrified not to
 Because age and the mounting days
 stripped all courage from you
 You are fading
 as I will
 Every shade of darkness
 will fill our bodies
 and stay them
 Can we not be formless
 no instinct or enactment?
 Can we not be ageless
 only a stillness?
 Now that everything has become
 little more than a balancing act
 Now that everyone seems
 to want nothing more than
 to maintain their careful pacing
 We are vanishing
 into the loneliness of
 holding love back
 Dissimilar
 No longer familiar
 There is no clear path
 we long since lost that
 It is something to witness
 all dissenting voices falter with time
 Forever resigning