Poem: Dead End

first time
there is a first time for everything
a journey of discovery
quite exciting while its happening
stretching our wings
as if we could just fly away
but life after first times
is just one long suffering
it could never ever be the same
if i could i would end the world today
and put everything out of its misery
shoot god in the back
and the devil in the face
neither of them deserve us anyway
i wish to feel nothing after all this
feel nothing forever and never again