Bad End

After carrying my burden to a while

on the way no reason to smile.

I decided to quit my life.

but how can I give it try.

Exhausted of walking for miles,

I thought to relax for a while.

Thinking as why life is unkind.

but nothing in answer did I find.

So thought to end it in last,

thinking all pains about past.

How my grief is so vast.

So now the end should start.

Opened my bag, which had sleeping pills

few bottles with poison drink.

Slowly emptying in my throat

I felt fully choked and broke.

But as my bottles were finished

my bags burden almost vanished.

in my fainted senses I felt

It was not that bad I felt.

The load was all of my grief

It went by in a short brief.

I was fool to carry it on me

I would have easily been free.

Now I wanted to live again.

but my body was in hell of pain.

All my life went in vain

As I behaved like a lame