The EndA Poem by Brad PThe End, a poem"By: Bradley Pearl Shot
for the moon, plunged back empty-handed, Many
landed head first Cursed,
the way we’re branded, Scan
the land around me, Should
I seek the shore before the water drowns me? I’m
submerged and on the verge of death, What’s
next? The
question, though profound, just never seems to ground me- But
all I seeks an end… Just
an end… Or
maybe I just need a new beginning, Won’t
hold my breath It
seems a poet’s death is too befitting, Plagued
with indecision, My
attempts at redemption all have faltered, Altered
the course of my life, Hung
up on by faith every time I called her But
all I seeks an end… Just
an end… Or
maybe I just need a clean slate, To
escape the void filled with this extreme hate, I’ve
seen fate work first hand, Lost
hope at some point during my travels, A
higher power’s just a scam, A
plan to keep you too weak to fight your battles, But
all I seeks an end… Just
an end… Or
maybe I just need to question life and find its meaning, Thought
I had the answer But
it turns out that looks can be deceiving, I’m
still grieving in my own way, Some
thoughts are still on leaving, Because
all I seeks an end… Just
an end… Or
maybe I just need a new route, There’re
new doubts at every turn and curve, Something
I can do without, So
I seek the end… Just
an end… But
maybe I’m just too grim and nihilistic, I’m
too down on myself and twisted To
bring myself to grin or smile on a visit, So
I always seek the end… Just
an end… But
then I think of all their mornings mourning, While
i’m ignoring all the pain around me As
though it’s all just boring, But
it’s storming my defenses, Left
defenseless ‘til I’m back to that which numbs me, Dulling
all my senses, Which
is a path to the end… Just
an end… Which
is all I really seek, Or
is it peace I want? And I’m just too blind to see, But
nevermind me, what about these so-called friends? I’m
still trying to find a reason That
explains why they pretend, But
then all I seeks an end… Just
an end… But
it keeps going on and on, Round
and round it goes When
all I want is to be gone, Because
all I seeks an end… Just
an end… Which
I can find with a bullet quick, And
your opinions are like a******s, Basically
full of s**t, But
so many people also want my end… Just
an end… Which
is why my life’s resuming, I
have nothing left to prove So
fuckers keep it moving, They’re
assuming they can make me end… Just
an end… These
snakes hissing, slither in the grass, Or
all the rats still mad, still bitter from the past, Which
is why they want my end… Just
an end… Which
is why I just keep going, Throw
myself into each day As
long as my blood keeps flowing, And
I go into each one knowing That
some s**t will never change, The
pain just keeps increasing And
the days are all the same, And
they never seem to end… Just
an end… Then
suddenly I see the sunrise, But
I just want to see it set, I
want to see the light just one time, Still
haven’t seen it yet, They
say it’s in a tunnel, I
heard it’s at the end… Just
an end… But
f**k it, it’s a new day, Its
not the end, Just
an end, And
I guess that that’s a start, Take
apart and analyze the
thoughts that paralyze me after dark, my
heart inside is warm, but
the outside’s frozen over, wonder
why when I get the cold shoulder from
people, I just want to hold them closer, they
push me to an end… just
an end… But
f**k it, we can jump on three, Fool
me once it’s on you, Fool
me twice it’s on me, Three
times then it’s the end… Just
an end… Makes
me realize the s**t just isn’t worth it, Realize
I’ve known life’s meaning, Something
only I could misinterpret, The
meaning of life is that it ends… Just
an end… So
live your life until its over, Sure
it has its ups and downs, Sometimes
it’s like a rollercoaster, So
enjoy the ride until the end… Just
an end… Because
the end is when it stops, And
you’re either burned to ashes Or
rotting in a box And
that’s the end… THE
END… © 2016 Brad PReviews
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2 Reviews Added on January 19, 2016 Last Updated on January 19, 2016 AuthorBrad PFARMINGDALE, NYAboutWriter of poetry and fiction, aspiring author of fiction. I am an avid reader, preferably fiction. I am one of those people that if asked my favorite author, my response is, "Can I give you my top fiv.. more..Writing
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