Written By Emotions

The beginning of an End

As I embarked on this journey, knowing that my end is near, and inevitable.

 I offer this words for my peace of mind, and for a piece of my mind. 

I have felt everything, and Experienced Nothing.

 I enjoyed being alone, but not being lonely. 

I shared things, but kept things for myself, by myself, and to myself. 

I might last past my 25th, or not live long enough to see that day.

 My burden is mine alone to carry

 On a sinking sand with the burning heat, 

With fragile bones and melting skin, 

I've had enough, but not to my fill.

You might see me again, or not.

I've mourned enough

I've lost enough

But I was never enough.