That is that

I have come to this end
that I will no longer hold
I am break
I am breaking
I am broken.
you did this to us
a crack that took its journey to hell
and I am not holding back to burn
to become ashes
to be gone.
that is that, these are my last words;
I lived in them and was filled with them,
the watery portion of air and love
is all I am, goodbye Cherie
find your peace in your haven’s hell.

Ruddapoet