Meeting With A End

Yesterday was a daydream and today is just a high

I’m riding off of a thrill of doom

Destined to an end

Good or bad

I just trust that torch lighting the way

Even as I stumble ahead

And the fog mettle’s with my mind

I have a end to meet

And ask it where to next?

Elizabeth Almeida (c) 2025

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