The End Is Near
Looks Like It Was Not Meant To Last
We had a love so strong
How could it go so wrong?
Now, I ask myself if I should leave
This was never meant to be
We were supposed to cleave
To each other and be one
But now our rope is coming undone
What happened to us?
Where do we go from here?
Do we even have a future if you can not see
What your lies and lack of support have done to me?
I go on for another day
Because it is all I can do,
If I do not see a better way
I will have to say goodbye to you.
About the Creator
Amanda J Mollett
First, and foremost I am a mom…always . I am a proud mom of a graduate & artist. I am a author/writer and a journalist. I have multiple certificates in journalism and various writing certificates such as novel writing and creative writing.
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