The End

The End.
This is where you notice your life,
Crumbling before your eyes.
This is where you drop to your feet,
And scream for mercy,
While people kick you while you’re down.
This is when you notice your failures,
Were far more prominent,
Than any of your perfections.

The End.
You see-
Nobody gave you a second chance.

The End.
Love is just a feeling-
Some small rush of chemicals
Inside a mass of flesh-
That you had
For just another nobody like yourself.

All the times,
When you were depressed,
And a voice screamed at you about
All of your flaws,
You finally have realized...
...they were true.

All those things that people said
About you when your back was turned,
Were never lies.
They were spoken in hatred,
But were spoken true.

The End.
You perceived,
That all those times of cutting
May not have been done in vain.

The End.
You sink into an abyss of nothingness,
Where nobody knows your name-
And nobody ever will.

The End.
You do something
That no one will ever notice,
Something that has been sucking you down deeper
And never letting you go.
You die inside.
The end...
...yet nobody noticed.

The End.
You think back to
When you were happy-
And you smiled and you
Laughed,
And had no idea that the world
Could be so damn cruel.

The End.
You smile as you realize
You were dead from-

The Beginning.