The exercise:
Today's prompt is: betrayal.
Mine:
The light is growing less luminous,
My eyes are getting more mutinous;
This mountain becomes harder to climb,
My legs have lost their battle with time.
Music doesn't sound as fine these days,
Between notes and ears there lies a maze;
Food no longer seems bitter or sweet,
With lifeless tongue there are no more treats.
The truth of years is hard to evade
When by your body you are betrayed.