More History Poetry

Superficial,Skin-deep,Looks and relationships,Both the same,Day after day,Week after week,Year after Year,The same,Wading through each moment,Wading towards a goal,Happiness, no, only the end,The light at the end of the tunnel,Just glare from the start of the end,The next mountain to climb,The next bridge to cross,The next tunnel to enter,The end.But if a thought could be spared,If that thought should be spared,Just thin of the world around you,The life around you,No, the goal is always the end,‘It’s not the end that counts,It’s the journey’ but,Every journey must come to an end,And so my final thought,This epitaph in my mind,If life is a difficult journey,When will this journey come to an end?