The last words written on the page
My heart sinks, full of rage
For the pen shall never touch paper again
I can’t remember when I started, that’s how long it’s been
It has become a part of me
Now that’s only who I used to be
I am a poet no more
I reached my height, now I hit the floor
So I quit with a very heavy heart
Hoping someday I will get a new start
But that won’t be anytime soon
My career is long past noon
It is the setting sun
My career has ended, it is done