No Time To Cry

The final thoughts of destiny
are now forming in the mind.
The life sustaining breath
shall now cease for eternal time.
No more feelings are left in his heart,
no more life in his eyes.
He wishes things were different,
but there is nothing left inside.
Ambitions had led him nowhere
his dreams never came true.
Wasted attempts are all that remain
with nothing left to do.
His love had remained untested
there was nothing more to try.
It all ended so quickly
he didn't have time to cry.

by Dedlypoet

The Rope

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