these words are rubbish

These words are rubbish

My thoughts are trash

Discards of the things 

I’ve used up 

Nothing lasts

But it all leaves a mark

No matter how small

So I’m forming a landfill

Standing so tall

Reeks of decay

Looks like a mess 

But I once loved the things 

Now skeletons

So I’ll look at it fondly 

And plug my nose 

Because I still care

Long after the beauty goes