Prior Phone

It pains me to do this, but it must be done
I’ve had you for a myriad of years, but I’ve had my fun.
Year by year, your condition continues to plummet-
Ever since your success has hit its summit.
As I grew to be careless, more cracks began to appear-
To the point in which I would grow in fear.
You’re simply too old for my needs,
Putting you away fulfills one of my deeds.