...The End

Before I could even begin,
Whatever that beginning may be,
The title itself announced
(Rather denounced)
the End of this...
...whatever this is...

...sadly this arrhythmical tale
(If it could be called a tale)
Has reached the middle
Without us even knowing
How this all began;
As I pondered in the beginning of this
What the beginning on any of this
Was
Or is
Or means...

...somehow this all started...
...somehow it sadly became the middle...
...yet without regret I can proudly say;
That in the confusion of this all,
That I have pondered upon the beginning;
The beginning of any thing...
...we somehow know how this will end;
A simple punctuation or a cliff-hanging blank,
But throughout the beginning and the middle
I have sat on the edge of this cliff;
Metaphorically speaking,
Thinking about the cliff hanger himself...
...his goal is to reach the top of the cliff...
...his end may be that he reaches the top...
...but how he began even I do not know...
...there's a mysterious beginning to every thing
(Even the end to this had a strange beginning)...
...the cliff will always be there
For an indefinite but powerful beginning
By the time we reach...
...the End