The End

The light that now shines down upon me
is not one that is a ray of hope,
but the means to an end.

Should I walk into my fate,
and run away form my reality?

Should I stay for thoes who love me,
or leave for the sake of humteanity?

Am I that much of a hazard to myself,
or am I just loosing it?

Is the blood really leaking from my veins,
or am I just imagining it?

Finally, I have come to terms
with the fate of my reality
and the light shining on me.

Im leaving for good,
for I believe this is what I need.
The ends to my means.