An End.
It seems life has come to a standstill…
My voice is there but my words are so weak
Life is a dream, i saw last night
It was the one where all the lights were bright
The shadows seem to get me at last
I was running from the ghosts of my past
What now when they are all around
I am down with this new agony
This is new or was it always with in
My mind plays tricks and i see you near
Forget my love these are just some tears
Washing down my face is no purity
It is the dirt of the life behind me.
They are cruel or is it my soul leaving me
the moment has gone when i was to prove my worth indeed
True to my words i stood here for a life
The gates have closed and they trapped me this side
Before the end….i feel i have reached…the pinnacle of this emotion i always had in me.
This race ended when life came out of this dream….
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