No reason to purge onward,
the urge to continue died
with each last breath buried
in the words written to please
others. Their quest for inner peace
came at a cost too great for me,
and it does not sate me to succeed.
So, I give up the ghost and seek a host
of other adventures before my chest
falls still. I will think of these things fondly,
but in all future endeavors, I’m done.
© Copyright Walter J. Wojtanik – 2013
Suggested by POETIC ASIDES – Day 30 – Finished/Unfinished