Meanwhile just a final word, a closure
Against the grains, the pebbles
Amongst which life still meddles
Breaks into sweat, kills my composure
I am wrapped in deeds and wants
Entwined with hope, and losses
You have escaped, and blossomed
And it devours me, and me it haunts
I am selfless in my narcissistic void
Why me? Why now? Who to blame?
An avalanche, a wave of endless shame
Against my sorrow, stark and stolid
Meanwhile just a simple word, an end
I gained some solace, lost a friend
You've earned respect and trust
And now there it stands
An ocean of despair as it cuts
And as it grows, as it never ends.
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