this is the end

isn’t it?

that’s why it hurts so bad

because there are no

real reasons for me to

ignore the signs any further

this is the end

the epic finale

the closing of a chapter

that’s turned into a saga

and I’m tired of walking on the edge

of the blade

with my eyes closed

trusting that you’ll catch me.

I have the wounds that prove

that your interest was only

in my words

you loved the way I loved you

the way I bled

so that you didn’t have to

this is the end, isn’t it?

and in the end

there is just me

and my poems

the end -{renata ferretti}