[final End] Poem by Kieran J1996
[final End]
This is the end,
I've left them all behind,
All friends,
All my links to a happy life,
I no longer see them,
Nor hear there voices,
Only see the emotionless text,
Never again will I see them,
My trues friends of all,
And now I am in limbo,
Unable to move on,
Mourning the loss of a life,
O life of joy and merriment,
One that is no longer mine,
I'll no longer fit the puzzle,
The puzzle that is perfect,
I am the odd one out,
In all things but death,
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4/26/2024 5:54:34 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The poem may be depressing, but is very witty like the rest of your poems. Especially when you feel out of place everywhere except in death. But I think it's worthy to note that no one will ever fit any puzzle perfectly, because this world is always in turmoil changing and shifting. And society is elusive as much the life of joy you speak of, so don't mind if society or life itself is having difficulty accepting you. You've never really seen either or them now, have you?