The End I Was Supposed To Be Poem by Derek Ouyang

The story was over
Its conflict resolved
Its hero and heroine reunited
In a warm, cheesy embrace
Before a majestic sunset

The writer was satisfied
His mission complete
His hands blistered and sore
From many months of writing
In the darkness of his room

And now I was all that was left
A period at the end of the very last sentence
A black dot of ink signifying
A cohesive whole, a thoughtful close
Poetic justice served on a porcelain plate

But No! I was not done!
I was supposed to be a period!
But I chose to be a comma!
A 'To Be Continued! '
A promise of future fame!

And now for the terrible sequel...