At The End Poem by MarieLove Brevil

I’m not always at my best
But I always try to let my best out

It’s not everyday I want to awake
And face life as it is
Some days I’m even ready to give in
But my courage, dreams, and goals
And hope won’t let me do so

When I get to the end of my day
Just like everyone else
I must face home alone
And that is never something easy to do

Walking into a place where no one awaits me
That I come, or not, barely make a difference
When I come in and say hello
My voice only echoes and weakens
As I heard the blunt reply

My solitude has taken over my life
My heart and my dearest soul
And I know not what to do about it

It’s piercing my heart in estrange ways
I truly feel like I should give up
Because I cannot feel the strength to keep up

I still manage to find within me the courage
But I have no strength to keep me through this
I feel like I’m about to lose it all

Sometimes one might be able to deny
The beginning of the day but
At the end one can never deny it
Because that’s where we face it all

That’s where we remember it all
All the grudges during the day
All the harsh tasks throughout the day

It all comes through thereafter
Once I get in this place I call home

At the end it hurts so much….where I get home.


MarieLove

Monday, November 14,2005