The end

 

The end

Never leave me standing there

So alone, so unaware.

You lied when you said you understand

You took my hand

Then you let go.

 

Faces that have so many names

They come and go

It’s all the same.

Waiting, watching, wondering why

And still alone

I wait to die.

 

We turned our backs against the sun

Lost track of time

And no one won.

Where are we now

My bitter friend

Close the book

And read “The End.”

Reviews

[Antonio Valentino]

Oh gosh, I'm working on a similar poem right now. I share in your sentiments here.

Glad to read you Siv!
Antonio