Exhaustion burns through the soul.
Wondering always what is the end goal?
Is there more to life than what we see?
As we stare down dark barrel, towards eternity.
All ends in a flash as we shed mortal coil
Was it worth it in the end?
Or will regret here after begin.
A Simple man who dreams of being an Author one day. A lover of poems and stories of all types. A dreamer and a tale weaver in my spare time. What little I have as a father of three. Come sit by the fire, and let me spin my tales, let me speak my rhymes, and show you, a quite good time.
RedRavenPoems 
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