Phases

I want to start at the end

Can't get anything wrong that way

All the energy we spend

No longer wondering if we waste it every day 

Taking each step backwards 

Having nothing to run towards

Endings don't require 

Labored anxieties or thought 

Petrified notions all for naught 

Feeding off the memories of a fire

Reaching until even we expire

Or maybe we'll start in the middle 

Making mistakes nonetheless 

All my thumbs can do is twiddle 

Still waiting for someone to confess 

Kindly, before this turns into a memory 

If you're feeling lonely, please just tell me

Never believing this could last 

Going out to watch the sun set 

All I wonder is, are you bored yet?

Reasons to smile fading so fast

Each novelty slipping into the past 

Yet we must have begun at the beginning 

Once more worrying how it may end 

Universes go on spinning 

Blind to all the tears and energy we spend 

Or how we struggle day by day

Realizing we may not be going the right way

Endings don't need

Days spent arguing in my head 

Yearning for things you never said 

Empty of memories that might feed

The love that's trickling to a slow bleed