The End

The EndSneaking in from the shadowsIt fills the spaces too small to seeThe heart feels full, masked by joyYet, the mind is subtly, subconsciously awareIt lurks in the backgroundStill, the joy expands like hot airIt lifts the spirit and blinds the soulThen, it begins to surfaceIt remains unnoticed for a time, then ignored for longerIt is nothing new, as it has always been there...in the distanceNow, as it pushes through the perceived joyIt darkens the heart,Choking out pleasure with painAnd joy with sadnessSmoke filled lungs and watery eyesYet, nothing has changed.There is no difference between today and yesterday,There will be no difference between today and tomorrowNothing to doNo one to blameUnable to force the heart to feel what it used toUnable to see the good over all elseThe change weighs heavily on the soulAnd though it is not what is wanted,It is what must be done, ...As it is time.9/7/13
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