The End

Somehow, Somewhere

There is just one notion

Where we push

Until we have nothing left

 

Why do i have a feeling

That this is the end

That there is nothing left to do

That this is just fading into the past

 

We talk about how someday

We will find everything

But can we?

I'm just not so sure anymore

The pain grows and grows

But yet ceases to exist

Is the happiniess in my soul

Will it ever be found?

 

No more can i stand

To be in this thunder storm

There is no shelter from the rain

Nothing to call my own

Except these ragged clothes

Hanging off my body

 

This is killing me

You're so far away

But yet so close to me

On the map your two inches away

But in reality your three thousand miles away

 

Can't sleep

It's been to long

Reviews

[Wretched Knight]

I feel the turmoil. I loved reading it.

[Laura Storm]

wonderful and powerful write! great emotions!

[Brandon S. Whitten]

Excellent read and write, well done.

[Elizabeth Porterfield]

J, I love your writing. It seems as if it is so easy for you to express your pain, and I have to admit, I envy you for it. You're a better writer than me by far.