Fate

I look out the window
Blank and empty is what i see
Cold and dark
It’s all just a reflection of me

I lay in this bed
Tears running down my face
Sad and lonely
No longer a happy, cozy place

I open the door
Stepping out into the snowy wind
freedom and clarity
The floor suddenly begins to spin

One foot on the ledge
I lean over and look at what awaits
Peace and tranquility
But I will wait because the end is fate

 

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