The End

The coming of the storm is inevitable.
What I did to deserve this, I don't know.
The sky darkens, it starts to rain.
I hear the thunder, the wind blows.

The beginning of the end is now.
I can run, but I stand my ground.
The floor shakes beneath my feet.
It is my fear that I have found.

I've finally come to know it.
The end is coming near.
No longer can I wait
For my fear to meet me here.

I say goodbye now
To my family and you my friend.
My time here is lost,
So to you I say, "The End."

Second Poem: "Until The End"

To express my thoughts
I must break the lies.
To see the light
I have to shield my eyes.
For in my soul lays evil still.
Yet in this dark, I find such a thrill.
In my mind it does excite,
Though it brings to me such dreaded fright.
Why does it haunt me
And bring me such hate?
But still it helps me
To live and to create.
This evil is within me,
Yet also is apart.
Out and around my mind
And deep inside my heart.
I cannot rid myself
Of the darkness that's within.
Along with all the good things,
It will be here 'til the end.