The End

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I've written everything I have to say

But the words, they decay and fall away

So with a hole in the bottom

I'm stuck in the same boat as before

And slowly sinking just in sight of the shore

I work so hard to make my life better

Sometimes I think I'm better off in the back of a hearse

I can never just be what and who I am

So much discontent I don't think anyone understands

I put my feelings into words that rhyme

To give everyone who cares a glimpse of what's inside

There are pieces of me people don't get to see

I reveal fractions of them all in my poetry

So here comes the end of this poetic journey

But it's not the end of this psychotic chapter

There is a lot to look after

It's just the beginning of what's coming

Flip the pages and keep going


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