It Won't Be Long

It won't be long until the end.
I cannot take the rage boiling over I am spent.
It won't be long I can feel it now.
I've got my plan and feel no doubt.
I'm at my limits,
I'm broken down.
Soon I'll be free and in the ground.

I know I'm worthless a low down bum.
It won't be long now soon it's done.
I offer nothing.
I mean even less.
Accomplishing this is all I'll ever do and impress.
It won't be long just wanted to say.
Don't know how I'll make it through my remaining days.

poem by Michael McParland
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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