It Ends Tonight Poem by Lloyd Cresci

Will love always elude me?
Am I doomed to always weep?
If this is all there is to life,
Then all of it you can keep.

I'm tired of thinking positive,
Of keeping up the fight.
I'm tired of always trying hard,
When things just don't go right.

I'm tired of continuing to pretend,
That I'm all tough and stout.
I'm tired of trying to recall,
What happiness is all about.

Time after time, I ask myself,
'Why should I even try? '
For every time I say hello,
I always hear good-bye.

It's time to write the final page,
To pen the final rhyme.
My ragged story ends tonight,
Oh yes, I think it's time.