The all pervading icy shadow
Steals across yet another day
And all the minds lying fallow
Drift into dreams and far away.
The lights flick on as life goes on
Nothing ever really changes here
And every light seen will soon be gone
And take all that we hold dear.
I thought this was quite good. Rather sad, as though time is the icy shadow and is stealing goodness. Writer's block sucks something awful.