An end in the making

And it leaves me broken
On a plane to nowhere
And I feel it coming
Like a flailing nightmare
But all of the words
That I once said
Have bled to death
I have made my bed
Now lye down and say a prayer
Beg the god of my ego
As it tries to repair
The illusion its cast
Like the characters I've played
With all of the words wasted
On promises I've made
To get what I want
And become who I'm not
All that I've wanted
And all that I've got
Has been put into building
This end in the making
We are an end in the making

I've washed away
The reality of the situation
Thrusting myself
Into a corner, going nowhere
Other than back to a place
That I've never been
All that I've wanted
And all that I'm not
Has been put into building
This end in the making
We are an end in the making

When it's all been said
but never done
When the promises fade
Like the setting sun
And the lies come rushing
Into a space that grows
Between yourself and I
Walls of separation
Can only multiply
But all that I've needed
And all that I'm not
Has been put into building
This end in the making
We are an end in the making

Robert Gray Gallagher