It Is Over
When it’s all over,
Your heart breaks,
When you don’t know what you will do
Next you can only escape.
Leaving and escaping means facing nothing,
Running and disappearing.
Not to be found ever again.
Hurting everyone around you,
Wanting the fake ones who say they loved you,
To know how much pain you have,
Is it revenge or just pain
I wanted it to all be okay,
I wanted it all to just not have happened
I wanted it all to have started again.
At a birth there is an end,
At the birth, there is my end.
My end, my
Time.
No one can help me now.
Copyright © Anna Lonely | Year Posted 2021
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