of lies and misfits

Permanent End

A sestina. In case you don't know what a sestina is, go read about it first because this may sound and look like it's poorly and weirdly written.

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All that's waiting is in the dark

waiting for the chanting cheers at end

but all it seems is a lifelong rest.

Air is heavy

And I, suspended in this permanent

wasteland pulling with force.

Never did ask for force

luring breaths to the dark.

Uncertainty is permanent

nearing to the end.

To contain the burden is too heavy,

a living irony to what is rest.

Is it in fact rest,

or utilizing force

making mandatory this heavy

body of mine so close to the dark.

Its nearing end

is telling me it's permanent.

What is permanent?

It's what they call this lifelong rest,

but it's also the end

giving into the force,

going to the dark,

letting the self weigh heavy.

The burden! The burden is heavy!

Leaving the world, a thing permanent.

I heard it's nice in the dark,

a peaceful rest,

a normal force.

Catch is the end.

Embrace the end;

for it won't seem as heavy

when with force

and accept this is permanent.

A normal thing is to rest;

even forever in the dark.

Dark is it, you know it's the end

go and rest and be as heavy

as it's permanent pulling with force.