The End

Endwell

My heart is racing, feelings confused
Wishing I could help him see this through
No matter what, nothing I do
Will ease his suffering

All he has are the memories
Of who he was, and how it used to be
He brings his hands together
And begins to pray for this
To be an end to his constant misery

The cross he bears around his neck
(The cross he bears)
The only thing that comforts him
(What else is left?)

And so he prays for this to end
(What else is left?)
A shadow of his former self

Tired and weakened now
Demons are his only company
So, give up the ghost
Ten years shy of a century

All he has left are the memories
Of who he was and how it used to be
Pray for this to be the end
Of his constant suffering

The cross he bears around his neck
(The cross he bears)
The only thing that comforts him
(What else is left?)

And so he prays for this to end
(What else is left?)
A shadow of his former self

Pointless at best, no means to an end
His hands to his head
He prays for the end to this nightmare
All he has left are the memories

The cross he bears around his neck
(The cross he bears)
The only thing that comforts him
(What else is left?)

And so he prays for this to end
(What else is left?)
A shadow of his former self