The End

Thoughts consume this endless gloom...
Words display my very dismay...
I chant a mantra filled with anguish...
Who am I in this very day?
Your words have shaped me...
Your anger has draped me...
A veil of metal...
I've gained my armor and lost my honor...
No strength left for this fight...
I've succumbed my might...
This is as endless as the night...
Like a play...
Curtains drawn...
I take a bow, turn on my heel...
This is the End.