The End

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by FoundAndLost1, Feb 13, 2007.

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  1. I fail
    I’m wrong
    I’m worthless
    Without a sail,
    Poised for disaster,
    so the record shows
    Mercy, where will it end?
    On what can I finally depend…
    Nothing can go right
    I’ve lost all my sight
    Forward thinking
    leads to night
    I’ve fallen
    and I shall not rise
    You look into
    such tired eyes;
    Seeing sorrow that I can’t describe
    Such bitter emptiness inside
    Hopelessness on my soul inscribed
    Even the end has been lied about;
    There is nothing but doubt and fear
    the closer I draw near

  2. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    There IS more than just doubt and fear - it just may take some searching to find what else is there. Please do not doubt yourself so much - you're worth so much more than what you give yourself credit for.:smile:

    love and hugs,:hug: :flowers: :hug:

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