My Final Words Poem by C.R. Ebowski

I have always been different
Marching to the beat of my drum
And this time will be no different

Memories haunt my existence
But soon that will be remedied
With the shout of my last breath

In my hand lies a solution
One that I am willing to accept
The ghosts will never haunt me again

I have resigned to this outcome
What some will see as a wasted tragedy
I will see as my greatest escape

The final word is plainly written
To the audience that I once entertained
No more can I live with this pain