The Shine Journal

And so it's over

by

Robbie Cargill

And so it's over
Week is passed
What's come and gone
Gone at last
It's weird that now
It's gone away
A small part
Wishes it would stay
A tiny part of my life over
I've done it now, and over and over
Again I fear
I'll fear again
But laugh
Again it's come to pass

And so it's over
All is done
So little went
Yet so far come
And all is left
But my relief
That once again
That twisted thief
Will take away
What I have done
Whatever felt
So far I've come
But as I fear the week ahead
Another week has gone to bed

My Bio:I am a young writer, although I would hope this is not overly obvious from my work. Writing is something I have grown up with, although usually in total privacy, in every form including poetry, fiction and music. Occasionally I write something which I feel happy to share and that for the  me is the best thing about writing - the idea that someone else on the planet who you will probably never know has connected with something you have written, in some way.

My Motivation:  I wrote this particular piece as I lay in bed on a Friday night after what had been up to that time one of the most trying weeks of my life. I had feared the arrival of this week for some time, and as I lay there I pondered how it actually hadn't been that bad at all and I was ironically now a  little sad that it was over. So, I tried to follow that stream of thought  through a poem. This is it.

Photo by: Bas van de Wiel