Sorry excuse for poetry

In the end

In the end

Stuck in an empty, barren space

I am lost within.

Sitting in silence

I am alone with my conscience.

Visions from my past float before my eyes

I remember my terrible sense-

Of what is just and what is wrong

I face the demons of my past-

Those innocently started acts of malice

The questions unanswered still haunt me

The thoughts that were misplaced flutter back into my memory

Unrealistic expectations still burden me

My wounds still bleed, I am not healed.

Stuck in an empty, barren space

I am lost within.

I grow cold,

My journey is at an end.