The Ends

The ends are the hardest to begin
Stuck in a vortex on automatic spin
Awaiting the pain to end
Searching for answers in all
the wrong friends
He’ll lie and beg for amends
You’ll heed the calling
And die from within
He’s poison I’ll say it again
A deal with him is to
dance with sin
The ends are the hardest to bend

-Fin-

© Delia Ross. 2017

#PoeEternal

 

 

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