Is this the end?
How could it be when
I have not the strength
to continue for the rest?
How can this be?
Why do I look to you,
only to receive no response,
even with all my second-guessings.
Why would you do this?
Don't you know that
I need preparation, as
a child going for surgery?
Don't you think that this
is the way it should be;
us, together, searching for
the meaning to eternity?
