Husk

A hollow
Shell
Of my former self.

In time, my mind will follow
My soul toward it's eternal hell.

All my accomplishments are placed
On a shelf
Marked: Frivolous.

In my life, I was quite oblivious
As I raced
Through time.

Forever
On the upward climb
Until I plunge down
Into the land of Never.

From dawn
'til dusk
I lived my life.

But now I am
A withered husk.