The End? Poem by donielle bower
The End?
on my way down falling to the ground
i think to myself how much of a mistake i was
and how if i die at the moment no one will care
i stare into the sky
knowing that ill never survive
i was sick of this life from the beginning of time
and not even the angel can help me now
im too far away to be reached
i have faded away
disappearing before your eyes
and no one will ever know
this may be the end of me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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