The End........

I'm not telling anyone why, till i get the chance to die, again
Its not going out ,and i think i know what its about.

The End

I'm taking a break from writing poetry for a while.

Thats the way its gonna be, and nothing will change my mind.

Not even a million dollars in gold, that would be to bold

Nothing will have a change in what i do, like i never new

I'm taking a long long halt, while i think its my own fault

I'm going home for a while, just a little longer in denial

Still taking long long times to help me with my rhymes

I was forgotten for years, then you seen my sad tears

I hate the way i run my life, one step closer to the knife

Anger is building up, building more and more waiting to screw up

I cant control my tears anymore, what was the meds for?

So many people to deal with now, in time i wander how?

Take my thoughts away for a day, and see how it is to always get played

I can see the truth when i will, and now i have something to fill

This is the end for sure, i know because I'm on the floor

Every one thinks the same, life is not a game

Get out for some years, while i kill some more fears

Everyone is looking on the outside, while its all about the inside

More and more time to waste, this is one nasty bitter taste

You cant sit around, just look and you might be found

So for now i am done, retired from having so little fun

I will find a different way to cool down, or i will see a frown

So here is the final line, get out, this life is all mine!

The End