Over the End

There was something mistaken in the looks I saw around me,
I hadn’t expected this,
Didn’t think I deserved the fate I had coming,
Beyond my belief, beyond what I could dream.
And around my past I searched for the voices,
I heard the voices of doubt, of encouragement, of the skeptic.
Of myself.
And I was wrong to think anything of it.
There was nothing to solve or gain,
Yet I insisted upon the strict answering of my questions that would please my ears and save myself from a deception in play, only to see that I was the skeptic.
And I saw through the eyes of a skeptic the inevitable failure and purposelessness of it all.
I was lost to no one but myself,
And here I was brought, to return and finish as was started.

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