End of the World

So this is something i wrote as more of a rant and it turned more poetic, so yea :)

While nothing seems to work out
And the past seems to never come true
There is still a chance for the world to see,
Not a large one, but a chance none the less

This chance of which we speak is
Nothing anyone hasn’t thought of before
But this time, we have a story
We have a song that will change it all

A song that will change what the world thinks
Of itself and others around it, before and after it
It does not matter what others think,
Only this is important:

We tried and tried, and couldn’t get it
And we tried and tried to wake up
Only to find that we are already awake
What is this nightmare?

Although there are many who find this repetitive
It has a different meaning each time it is read
Each time it is written a new meaning comes
Another person realizes what must be done

Even though there isn’t much that I can do
I can still write this poem and hope
Hope that someone will listen this time
Wish that someone will listen this time

Yet soon all wishing and hoping will be gone
And the world will be left with nothing
Nothing that they haven’t had before
Nothing new will ever show its face

With a world like this one no one will stay
Some people will stay and some will leave
The world can’t hold all that are here
Some will be forced to leave, others will choose

When it comes to this I hope I’m gone
I hope that I’ll be dead and gone for good
When the end comes, there will be nothing left
There will be nothing left but stupid memories

Stupid memories no one wants anyways
So why do we keep these hated things?
Because we can’t afford to forget
But we don’t want to remember.

Stupid memories no one wants anyways
So why do we keep these hated things?
Because we can’t afford to forget
But we don’t want to remember.

Author's Note

Let me know what you think, I know that it doesn't rhyme or anything, but I try :)

Reviews

[zappy]

this is really cool