Stephen Kilmer Poet Free verse

End of Time

There was a time
A space
A place 
That I cared about you
Now it is gone
And I don’t even care about me
Dead to the world
I live for nothing
Pistol to the head
Revolves around living
Pressed hard enough
It leaves an impression
Powder and blood
They will figure it out
Now is that the way you wanted to go?
Time is neither easy nor funny
It has its calamities.
Can you face it is the question?
Living is like burning a candle
When it gets down to end it is all about time
It’s all about throwing away the living and 
Under standing that truth is a state of mind.
Given the stars above and what the saints preach
There is never enough to stop the end of time.

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Laura Breidenthal November 13, 2014 at 4:45 PM "Living is like burning a candle When it gets down to end it is all about time It’s all about throwing away the living and Under standing that truth is a state of mind." Such deep and dark contemplations throughout this piece. There's a lot of truth in it. It's not always what people want to hear, but this honesty is honorable. Always, Laura

Jan Allison June 14, 2014 at 2:26 AM Aww this is so sad Stephen I guess a relationship has broken down - don't give up my friend use your talents to get your feelings down and hopefully brighter days will follow. Hugs Jan xxx

Barbara Gorelick May 24, 2014 at 10:43 PM Hello my dear..glad to see you posting..its been awhile unless I missed something. I'm not quite sure what you are saying here..Hope you are ok...I worry about you. BG Stephen Kilmer May 25, 2014 at 8:03 PM A little messed up. A little bit lonely. Nothing to worry about. Tonight I will sleep with prince ambien.