The End. By Charan Anup 7K

The clock ticks on, but feels so slow,A quiet storm begins to grow.A weight too deep, a voice too small,A heart that whispers, “End it all.” The stars still shine, the world still spins,Yet shadows crawl beneath the skin.A battle fought, a war unseen,A soul caught somewhere in between. But wait—before the final breath,Before the […]