The light dims from your existence
the one, you danced with for many years
The floor-boards hold the imprint of your heel
a biography that is now cataloged at the back of your mind
now clouded by existential folly

Life is not just for today, there is always a tomorrow until you die
Don't forget, yesterday is what made as you are today, tomorrow is an
addition and you will walk with it

Your shoes may break and your feet may bleed
but your flesh and mind will live
and all of your existence is yours alone