This is the end for me.
I’ve wasted my days
Searching for the non-existent being.
The desire to find it,
Overshadowed time.
And now, i stand on the sandy shore
As the water run to the meet my feet
I think back on everything I gave up for this.
And for it to be nothing but a figment
It makes me think of the wasted hours.
The hours I spent slaving away at the machine
The days that passed by and I still hadn’t greeted the sky.
The time I spent locked away from oxygen.
Locked away from living, just for it to be nothing in the end.
My entire existence was based on a lie
And now, I am at the end of the lie.