Tristan Robert Lange

In the End

We live in a land of loss

What we've gotten is gone.

The damned lose it all and

In the end, nothing's won.

 

No matter how hard one tries,

The truth is nowhere near.

Ignorance consumes us;

We are stricken with fear.

 

Lingering, we fall down hard

To greet failure alone.

Who will save us tonight,

When we've withered to bone.

 

Who will save us here and now,

Who will care enough to try?

There are no heroes here.

In the end, hope's a lie.

 

 

Comments2

  • whisperingquill

    That third stanza
    👍🏼 excellent weaving
    Really damn potent

  • Goldfinch60

    We may fall down hard but all we need to do is look for the light in our lives and go towards it.

    • Tristan Robert Lange

      #truth. What happens, though, when the source of light is also the source of darkness? Thank you for reading, as always!



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