The End

The darkness was all there was
He could see no end because
A night’s sleep was denied
As night after night it transpired

Until the last one he was to see
Unable to see a future that would be
And he took his life that night
With no way you looked at it was it right.

© Paul Warren Poetry
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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