#WritcoPoemChallenge
The journey has come to an end,
Weaving through meandering paths,
Sometimes alone, often with a friend
Seen many they say are psychopaths
Life has had many twists and bend
I can remember the rain shower baths
And all the metals I had mend
Melting them like a wrath
Mistakes I saw to amend
Bad things that were all later cast
But wasn't it too late to tend
Atleast I helped erect their mast
And I think they by themselves can fend
The helping hand I lend
Uncountable times to a dieing friend
© Shidah~Writes