The beginning of the end


This is the end of the beginning
And the beginning of the end...


I have no control over what comes out of my soul
And this poem was desperate to escape.
I try to keep my pain inside, but it hurts so I must let it go.
If only I could still feel something other than the pain;
Then maybe I could passionately write about hate…


I'm trying to build my own future, using my own hands;
But it isn't working without someone else,
To help me become all I can.
I need a divine muse and a Mr. Miyagi;
So this dream of fruition,
Can allow me to become all the things that I could be.


But this is the end of my hopes and dreams.
The dream is over; it has come to an end.
I try to break from the chains of a mind full of ghosts,
But they are real and not just make pretend.


I begin to tell you of my desire to be;
But eventually you will see, that all I can become, is the same old me.
Now is the time, the beginning of the end;
The end is just beginning and continuous…
And there is no release, from this descent.


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