![]() The End of EverythingA Poem by Sylvia Ransom![]() Have you ever felt that you were losing in life? Constantly on a path to no where but misery? Well here's a poem, and I feel the same.![]() The End of Everything
The walls, They're closing in, That tall black surface, They're crushing, Enveloping, It's not a surprise, To see me dying like this.
They use to say, That everything was just a game, But never again, For there will be no more, I'll be gone, Swallowed by my demons, I've given in.
I use to stand, And marvel at the shies, Now I sit here and cry, Wondering what happened to me, And why, Why is it that I get left in the dark? Why is it that my heart's the one torn apart? Why is it that it's my friends that betray me? Why is it that love completely avoids me?
The blood shed was great at first, But every drop was a curse, It pulled me deeper into the abyss, But my heart, I soon found out, Would not be missed.
I've spent years crying, Trying to pull through the pain, But these rain drops fall, And I give into the pouring rain, The wetness soaks me to the bone, And it reminds me that I don't really have a home.
I'm just walking through life, Trying to find my place, But it's hard to do when no one notices my face, I'm just a lowly stranger, Passing by on the street, Not meant to catch your attention, But just destined to die.
Living without hope, Without love, Without trust, Without friends, Without a real reason, Is to be dead, Even while alive.
I've done things that are so, Unforgivable, Disgraceful, Arrogant of God, I walked my own path, Never caring about the light of day, Now as my hell envelopes me, I no longer cry, I am but a souless entity, Not meant to be worth anything.
I tried, I failed, I loved, I lied, I laughed, I cried, I smiled, and now I scream.
This is the end, Of me, Of this life, It's the end of everything.
© 2010 Sylvia RansomAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on December 7, 2010 Last Updated on December 7, 2010 Author![]() Sylvia RansomMunfordville, KYAboutI am me. I am not your friend, I am not your enemy, I am myself, and I won't ever change because I am who I want to be. If you don't like that, well too damn bad. I have been pushed around and lied to.. more..Writing
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