Start To End

There’s nothing left to prove,
We’ll stand on our heads and shake at the news.
Silently — we go down.
Never hand-in-hand it’s my desire.
When words are failing
I’m useless yet am continuing
What has passed can never end,
And I close my door to everyone.
Forever now, I’ve been allowed to,
Be the lost voice in the cold background.
One step over, one lesson learned
And you’re holding your hand — my desire.