At the End, by S. Santorus

S. Santorus

At the End

Of the Day.

I want to feel

alive.

Whole.

I want to know

stability,

happiness.

Of the Year.

I want

to look back,

and see,

that I existed,

that I meant

something.

Anything.

Of my Life.

I want to

Know I leave

something

in peoples’

hearts

in peoples’

minds.

I want my pain

to have had

reason.

(2014)

#Life

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