[Anon Amos]: 488.Poem.Dragons

This is it,
Now we're where the world ends.
No matter where we go from here,
We'll always know we're lost.

***

So this is solitude.
I can feel it in the plains.
And I thought I'd be fulfilled;
Lying here,
I thought we'd know the moon together.
All you see are stars.

***

The sea breaks the beaches,
But the beach doesn't fall apart,
And we just sit here silently
And we just sit here
And we're just so alone.

***

This is it.
This is solitude.
This is where the world ends.

We don't have a map.