A Humble End Poem by Jeryn Bean

Death.
it may be only a humble end,
but its one that will shame us all.
fore we all run and hide, as it draws near.

it is the end to a lifetime of sorrow,
and a lifetime of pain.
we endure it all,
thinking we will be rewarded.

bet we're not.
we instead only get more pain,
until we can not handle it anymore,
and collapse.

lying still,
never to move again.
as the pain is to great to handle.
we cry in fear and in pain,

but it does not help.
and then the darkness takes us,
and it mercifully takes us from the pain,
to a new place we hope is better.

but its n not.
because now we are alone,
and can not get help from others.
we must bear this loneliness alone,

in a place where no one can help us.
as death shows us,
that we are not as strong as we think we are.