THE END

just a random poem of no special purpose...

Fighting the urge

To just give in

The time is now

Whether I sink or swim.

I can’t get up

It’s too late to stop

The danger’s here

And it’s at it’s top.

What is this

I seem to see

Nothing is there

It’s just a dream.

I feel the unreality

Course through me.

There is nothing

This is the end.