As the years pass....

The world is closing
Onto me, spiralling in
The context disappearing
With the years and
Destination approaching
Fast, so I feel;
Unstable sometime
In debt of the inner call
Or a mentally challenged would
With people in a room of
None his kind
Who won and who lost;
To know
I would not want
As the years pass, but
Bring me my dear near
Ones whom I have lost
As the years pass.