The door at the ending

What is the ending
When love’s beyond mending
Our bedsheets shredding
Fate is not bending
Bleeding letters I’m sending
Against despair I’m fending
But Garden no longer tending
My heart is lending
My beard I’m rending
But doom is pending
In the drama through which I’m wending…
I come to a door



8 thoughts on “The door at the ending

  1. Interesting. Can’t feel if it is fiction or your experience, which would be nice. As either though, it is a bitter rhyme and a bit dismal and so I hope the door offers much more. (btw, I responded to your comment)

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