Never the Same

There’s something in the air, 

An energy I’ve come to fear,  

Change appears and rears, 

It’s ugly head.  

This shouldn’t be an issue, 

Yet every day I struggle, 

To cope with change,  

In a many way.  

Yet, 

No, 

Matter,  

What.  

I always find, 

Change appears, 

Inconstant,  

In its being.  

And things will never be the same.