My End

There was a day where i met my end A cold truth i can't pretend. Since then my world is dark, not bright And everyday is one long night. I can't see the day when I'll be right. Until I make up for that day. So early one day I left from this To where I could rebuild me. To the place where to go I swore I'd never To the mountain cave where he rests so evil so clever Holding my soul in the room that he sever. Where I met my end. I was going to take my life back from his hands And change myself, expecting no demands For soon I would be leaving this horrible land From that place where I met my end. **an Imitation poem of where the sidewalk ends**