Dead End
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Dead End
I've grown so wary
Of this fight.
I struggle to keep
My goals in sight.
I feel I missed
My chance to thrive,
And it's all I can do
To keep hope alive.
What's the point?
What's the use?
My neck is straining
Against the noose.
And I can't find
My footing now,
I'm going out
With muffled sound.
The brightest stars twinkle
For the shortest time.
They burn so bright,
And then they die.
I fear that's the road
I'm traveling,
In the darkness,
And it's a dead end.
-samhudson
