Nonpoint Follow

When will the pages stop turning?
How could there possibly be this many? My fingers are burning from turning, what
feels like a million pages to me.
Makes no difference to me. I'm up to my knees. With miles to go. No way to
really know what's left to find out about a character lending his life for
shortest ending. Is this the end of the story finally coming? Is this the of the
story finally? It's a longest way to the shortest ending. Arguments. Happiness.
Lie with a smile. Popularity contests, and miracle miles of traveling. Weather
for days. Skies were a blaze. 1000 degrees even under the shade. Trying
everything just to finish this. It's taking everything to keep me from giving
this all up for a chance to see the beginning and the shortest ending. No matter
how hard I try to deny.
It denies me 100 times more. I could say every thing right. I'm still going to
be wrong just like I was before. Well I'm
starting the story again. Understanding the way this will end will still be an
end loose from pretending we will when we know that we won't. Saying you do when
you know that you don't...