Poetry dump

It's not ending you crave

Whatever I do ain't enough for you. Keep saying we're through, but as I say I won't do.

Why am I so? Not a clue.

Are you sure that it's ending you crave? You can still choose mending, if you will behave.

I know you know you're so brave.

Before you leave, find your joy and retrieve it. But you have to believe it.

Percieve it as if you've recieved it.