The End

I watch my friend,
And sense the end,
A killed relationship,
He let it slip past his guard,
And now it’s hard,
He can feel his heart, being ripped
apart,
Inside he tries to hide,
The pain that he gained.

He’s going insane,
He’s just like me, what I used to
be,
And now I see, as he starts to lose
it,
He’s going to use it to get high
And try not to cry.

A sigh let go, lets me know,
That even though he says he’s all
right,
He fights the urge to curse and
disperse,
The anger, the danger stored inside.

He can fides with no one,
And finds that a twisted mind,
Can control you, can slow you down,
Until you are looking around,
On your back, on the ground,
And all he wants, is for this attack,
To send it’s end………