In The End Poem by Seamus Shaneous

I'm coming to the end of the road
I never do anything right
I've crashed, burned, and fell apart
Yet I still continue to fight
I get into trouble all of the time
I have caused some big commotions
at times I feel I've lost my mind
I'm fighting a battle of emotions
how did I come to feel this way
it causes tons of distress
I'd never think that thoughts could hurt
I must put my mind to rest
Yet rest is a simple word to display
but it's never so easy to do
I torture myself with painful confessions
it hurts more to know they're true
for if a life should ever be taken
I'm ready to face the truth
I hear it's perfection up above
they call it the fountain of youth