My End


Trying to get up,
Crowling to move on.
I”ve lost what I’ve got
And everything I owned.
Leaving an empty hole inside
Leaving a great fear to fight.
I see the light from far away
A spot, bright enough to see
Maybe there, I;ll find a new day
A life, once belonged to me.
But no energy let in me
To tired of this reality
Just stay away and give me n o hand
Somehow I know, this is my end.

Feb 2012, -THA-

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