Finality

There is something terrifying
in the comfort of knowing a thing is over
the finality of an ending
no more need to fight and struggle
the mask of hope can be dropped
the bomb has exploded
no more waiting
the promises like the flowers are dead
the advantages and privileges were few
you gave so much and received so little
time was a clock running down
the sweetness of your need unfulfilled
I am exhausted in the darkness
where I have come to live
the ending was too draining
as was the act of maintaining
I have nothing left to give.

09051977