The Beginning of The End

by John Ryan 2RK2/2009

If I could just turn back the time,
To the days and nights that shine,
I didn't even think that this day would come,
As I could do nothing but to run.

This poetry, came up from the beginning,
Where no one could do nothing,
The part of the heart,
Where it was the hardest part.

To hide from everyone, to seek them for everyone,
Try and reach out for what everyone wants,
But they were useless to the end,
And no one would comprehend.