My Life Is the End of Me

The end of me is near.
Life is telling me so.
Go away your a worhless course.

I no my life has no meaning
Just a lot a pain.
No meaning
JUst pain and more pain.

Waves of depression came.
Beating me with despair.
Letting me crash against rocks.

Soon will be the end of me.
I've lost the flavor.

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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