Here is how I end.
This is my end.
Until anyone.
Witness what I have seen.
Not a sunset.
Or a trainwreck.
Just a whisper trailed off.
But it's okay.
No one noticed anyway.
Why wait for tomorrow,
When it's already proven today.
I've written to you,
All of these words.
All of my soul.
Poured down the drain.
There is no one else.
They say it might be.
But it's all a lie.
Let's finish.
This pathetic endeavor of space.
The eraser marks tear beyond my own.
Far from what I behold.
Tear holes.
Just stop me.
Now.
Before I become undone.
No breath left to run?
Find the space they least expect you to fill.
This end is my only saving.