The end-thing...

Story by Jiblits on SoFurry

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Written listening to - X Ambassadors (feat. Jamie N Commons)


The end-thing...

Be gone the wrong, right is too far away

The night fell heavier than needed, I won't see tomorrow's day

Savages aren't seeming different from the survivors I knew

As they carried on, humanity with insanity simply grew

The light doesn't shine anymore, only shows what'll soon be shadows hidden no more

My body aches, my mind broken, my existence is nothing but sore

As if anyone can hear when my eyes tear

I scream silently among the rubble of memories so sweet

I buckle at thoughts so pure, they seem above as I grovel at the futures feet

I'm gone, the shell that's been through hell carries on for some reason

My withered being dares no second thought to doing it treason

I stagger among the still & filth that was something to admire

I stay breathing long after I wished I would simply expire

Aggravation my friend, I've forgotten how to smile

I simply forgot the feeling, it's been a while...

I don't need explanation, I just accept I won't understand

To simply be now has only one demand...

Keep on, remember those who gave you such a chance

When you think you found someone trusting.....take that feeling, & swing at its first glance...

Break what you need to, to stay

Let their tired eyes rest among the gray, let them find peace & fade away...

You're no saint, but speak strong with each action

For yesterday's troubles, find in today, some kind of satisfaction...

See you soon...first...before you catch my stare

Remember, I do what I need to because I care...

Now take your final breath

Give nothing but time, in my place, to death...

"Survival, to exist, to move still

That's all I am, struggling warmth, the messenger before another's last chill"

---Thanks for reading---

---Always---

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