The End

The bitter, colorless sky weeps in the tears
In one minute, I’m going to disappear
The silence is all over the place
In one minute, I’m going to break it
The secrets are hushed
They are whispering just like the wind
Oh I catch myself in too many words
The grief brings me the tears
It can take me many years to look back
I don’t want tomorrow to reach
Bring yesterday back

Now, here are the wars inside my thoughts
Fighting each other
But here I am
All done with the reasons
All done with the questions
All done with healing
All done with bleeding

Rushing out of the crowd
To weep the tears into the flood
Screaming aloud,
“How could you to me?”
Maybe, it’s the end
I don’t know if I can be your best friend
It’s almost over

As soon as I will
Forgive you
Forget you
The end

October 14, 2009

Poem by The Lost Get Found

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