WHY IS THERE AN END

WHY IS THERE ALWAYS AN END FOR EVERY BEGGINING?

As i creep through the tunnel of time,
every corner i take to start a new beginning i find myself near the end,
i turn seeking for reason,
why is there an end for every begining?
excruciatingly i pondered,but i got lost,
the more i pondered the more i got lost,

then...

i realised to begin is a quest whose reward is ending,
the price of beginning is always payed in the currency of ending.
whatever we do has a motive and every motive has a direction,
its either this way or that way,
one way or the other,
but we are always and constantly moving towards one direction,
and that is always towards the end.

we go there we go forever,
i go there not because i cant change my ways,
but because i believe i will get what i want there.