The End of the Line

THE END OF THE LINE I CAN’T LET ANYONE INTO MY WORLD NOW AS THE UTTER DECAY OF MY SPIRIT SPREADS I CRAWL ALONE INTO THE ABYSS OF MY OWN MAKING LEFT TO PONDER THE REMAINDER OF MY EXISTENCE WHAT IS LEFT FOR ME TO PROVE, HOW MUCH LEFT TO LOSE WHEN ALL THAT I MAY HAVE NEEDED IS ALREADY GONE AND THE FAMILY THAT I THOUGHT I KNEW I HAVE LEFT BEHIND AND THOSE CLOSEST TO ME DON’T EVEN KNOW WHO I AM, AS I AM LEFT TO ASK, DO I? WHAT I STOOD FOR, WHERE I STAND, FOUNDATIONS HAVE CRUMBLED, AND I AM TUMBLING DOWN THE ETERNAL FALL INTO THE NEVER-ENDING VOID THAT IS THE REALITY OF THIS, MY WORLD NOW THANKLESS WORLD THAT WE LOVE AND GRIEVE IN WRETCHED WORLD I LIVE AND BREATHE IN UNFORGIVING WORLD THAT WE BLEED AND DIE IN AND FOR NOTHING MORE THAN ONE DAY OF MOURNING NOTHING MORE THAN MEMORIES AND WORDS AT THE END OF THE LINE………