Desiring The End Poem by Chloee Desormeau

It's still here,
It always has been.
It's already been a year,
Since the line is so thin

It stays,
This pain,
Always,
So vain.

I can't take it,
Not anymore.
I just want to end it,
What am I fighting for?

Because of all this,
My mind has become poor
Sanity is something I miss,
But have given up searching for.

I hope one day it will be over,
Once and for all
Life is not something I savor
Ever since this miserable fall.