Running Out

It started with a crack

And then became worse

There was no turning back

It seemed like a curse

I could see myself spout

I was running out

It began with a drip

And then it flowed

I watched as it all slipped

On and on it poured

It was hell bent to flout

I was running out

First escaped interest

Followed by joy

Emotions I couldn’t arrest

Those you help destroy

Fear was next

Anger and hatred pursued

Drainage as such had but one effect

It had ended the feud

Eventually left anguish with a final clout

I was running out

There was nothing you could do

Nor could I

Besides indifference awaiting you

I've bled dry

Here I stand, facing this drought

I have run out