The End

A poem that describes "The End"

The end is coming closer,
Than it ever has before.
Even as I talk to you
It's right outside my door.

If you'll be very quiet,
Then maybe you will see
The only reason why,
It follows me.

Ah. I see it now,
Standing out so true.
It's trying to talk to me,
So it can get to you.

I'm sending you out,
my dear old friend.
But I must say "Be careful"
For it is
The End