Beginning of End

let me begin,
but make me stop.
in the drunken stupor,
of awakened shots.
flying on cliche clouds,
we slid into the dark.
cry we may,
and rant we do.
but when it all comes,
who takes us all away?
rings so perfect,
never, were they to end.
but broken it seems,
to think, it falls apart.
life in limbo,
we dance in cumber.
flight in progress,
come, say peace.