The End Is Nigh

For most the end is but a mere speck on the distant horizon alas for me I sense it looming ominously near I see it lingering through hazy shades of fear Oh my beloved! For me, shed not a single tear For I shall charge bravely into battle before giving up the ghost clad heavily in armour and clutching spear I beseech of thee to not pity my plight my dear instead cry out 'let the battle commence' with gleeful cheer and as you gaze upon glistening stars in the mournful night sky glancing memories shared of you and of I seek comfort in having knowledge that the end is nigh for you have been blessed with the gift of a final goodbye.