The End By The Weight Of Loss

To love through hate, to live with weight.

The world to me is ending

Because I have lost the will

As weight from love keeps burning

When I glide over the hill

To find the sun has become a bore

The rest is simply no more

          

                                      Mike Poe Potter Cot

 

 

Author's Note

Help with grammar please. Tell me what you thought.

Reviews

[Allison]

I like it a lot.