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Poetry 2

Another poem that i wrote about how im feeling at the moment

Waiting for the end

Dreaming of a better tomorrow,
Wanting to end my sorrow,
Crying for what I have lost,
Everything I have tossed,
Living in my own surreal hell,
Get me help, let me out,
All I can do is scream and shout,
Waiting for the last and final bell.

I wanted to change my life,
Along with it comes so much strife,
Now I’m suspended here,
Not knowing where to go for fear,
I don’t want to lose it all,
Cant go back the way it was before,
Cant go forward and become a bore,
Waiting for the last and final call.

So now I sit alone in an empty room,
Nobody wants me I assume,
Dire and fallen I have become,
Wishing all feeling would become numb,
But now I sit in seemingly infinite distress,
Wondering why I put myself through this,
Cant think where to go there’s too much to miss,
Waiting for the last and final address.

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"Death smiles at us all. All a man can do is smile back"

Live every day as if its your last