Deterioration

Like a book never read, cursed ot become dust
Like fidelity manifesting itself without the help of trust
A mother with no children, a wave without the shore
Entraped within a palace with rusted iron doors
A king without an heir, a martyr with no cause
The universe mourning pitifully without heavens hallowed laws
Life without a purpose, as food that has no taste
Every moment without you is an eternity I waste.