1 begins the end

the plague in me
started at an instant
at a time
when everyone else

wanted normalcy

i tried to deliver
what i had before
smiles, a few laughs

scattered words on a page

but the beast in me
took hold of my hand
twisting phrases and
throwing pauses

where there was once peace

i know an ending will come
where i will be whole
in the setting sun

i know that soon
the pain will leave
and bring light again

but what will be left
of the actions i've made
while in the grips of insanity

what will hell leave behind?

(far)