The End

Why am I like this?

Why?

I want to be far away from the abyss

But I only get pushed too far

My fear is bliss

My joy is an uproar

Caught in chaos and turmoil

I can never get too far 

From the abyss or this war

I want to free the joy

And let it imprison me

I want to scream to the world

"I'm still here"

But where do I go from here?

I've endured enough storms

Of my own trouble

I spin around in circles

In a whirl

Caught in the middle

With nobody holding my hand

Telling me there is an end

Just the trouble in my head

That wants to roll the credits

And announce to an inexistent audience

The End. 

Reviews

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Sometimes, the frustration of being understood is too high but you know that even your screams are unheard..
We fear the end but don't focus much on where it all started..
This is really deep and I like it! Nicely penned!