The End is Near

Most of my early writing was to help me get through a tough time.

The End Is Near

Sitting in my world

As the walls close in

The absence I feel inside

I hope the end is near

Why must things be this way

Why must I feel the same

Why must things be this way

Why must I feel the shame

As a child I'd cry

From the loneliness inside

As a man I cry

From the emptiness I hide

Why must things be this way

Why must I feel the same

Why must things be this way

Why must I feel the shame

I hate the numbness and the haze

That swallows all my days

Waiting here still

Just longing to feel

Why must things be this way

Why must I feel the same

Why must things be this way

Why must I feel the shame

The time has changed

Nothing has changed

All alone like I began

God please let the end be near

Author's Note

Doesn't follow a form.

Reviews

[Teri B]

Oh, what a desperate plea from a burdened and hurting heart!

[Dove]

wow this is a powerful poem. its a little sad but its wonderful too. i love it

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Oh My Goodness, I just loved the power in words here, This is really amazing, it felt sad, yet wonderful as well. I loved the ending. Well expressed & written.