The End

Come to me quickly

Enfold me in your dark wings

For I have come to the end

Life has no joy left to give

Despair casts a shadow over the sun

If I could but cast off

The chains that bind

And rise like a free spirit

Like that young girl I once was

Like a handful of sand

Life's beauty can only

Be kept in the memory

But my memory also holds

The hidden demons

The pain of life

The endless guilt

Weighing me down, crushing me

Enfold me in your dark wings

And carry me off unburdened

Peace will be mine

by Carol