Poem: To finish

Boom, boom, boom, is all you hear from across the room.

Deep down in your heart you hear the roar of life hitting you hard.

The sting of the sorrow that brings you home.

Surrounded by a love that is lost withing the soul of the earth.

Will you ever find the key to open the box that lives within?

You are learning to stop asking the questions.

You are learning to stop taking the chances.

You are learning to stop looking and to just be.

That is as good as you can give and that is all that you have gotten.

The story is about to end, and this book will never be finish.