The End

• Ann Ng
• Poetry
• 2005

Why am I so scared when the lights go off?
When they close my eyes, and I know not love,
There is nothing there, nor will there ever be,
I’ll never remember you, but you’ll never forget me.

You give me a bouquet I will never smell,
I won’t know the pain I’ve caused however loud you yell,
My smile is never ending, though the matching heart won’t start,
I just feel as though I always have when I’ve closed my eyes at dark.