End It Well Like A Finished Journey Poem by RIC BASTASA

YOU MAY live upon an imagination:
a rosy world, one without thorns at all,
a sea without much depth
where you can swim from one island to another
a sky without rain
no storm to ruin your day

but it just cannot be
it just cannot be

the lies unfurl
they soon will discover the real world where you live in
in perfect contrast with
what you are not

you may still live in there
live there if you wish

they will know and will understand
you just want to live

just to live, and not to harm
they will understand and then
smile at you

and you too shall smile at all of them
who live in the same place as you
who simply want to live
to survive and then end it
well like a finished
journey