The End

I saw the end before it came,

I knew that we would die,

I tried to warn you more than once,

The sadness in your eyes.



I have been in many places,

Stretched across this world,

I have been so many faces,

I have been so many...



I want to be understood,

When I think I cannot be,

I want to be noticed,

When I want to disappear.



They all said that they would stay,

When I knew they wouldn't,

You always said that you would stay,

I always knew you wouldn't.
 
I cannot hold anything good for myself,

I have it just to burn it down,

I cannot hold you to myself,

For no one is that good.



I saw the end before you saw,

That I could never be,

The one to lift you from your feet,

The one to set you free.



Mother, sister, pretty friend,

You shrink into the distance,

Mother, sister, pretty friend,

You'll never see me to the end.

Author's Note

My poems tend to be more free and not as fixed as this one. Feel free to give me your honest opinions.

Reviews

[zainul]

Very emotional.
Love it.
Would you add some more words in the last line of the second stanza?

[JayJayBlue]

Loved the last stanza :) A good summary of the sense of bitter inevitability people feel when people either push you away or leave.

[Peter H]

very good , many times we have clear notions of the outcomes of situations but yet we jump head first into them knowing the risk and the tragedy knowing there is no reward but somehow yet still hoping that this minuscule chance that we're wrong might come to the light but we end up being right and we end upo being hurt for being right