Where it will end...

Where it all began,
It must now come to an end.
Trying to hard to connect the dots,
These lines turned blurred,
Often too curved.
No black or white,
Grey was the light of day,
And sick to the stomach,
Every year on this day.
For what began came to an abrupt end,
And day by passing day, there's more than a heart to mend.
Closure, acceptance, completion of a soul,
Love, for self, for another,
stories incomplete, some untold,
Where it began was sacred ground,
Never again such a place to be found.
But where it will end will be a collision
Of faith, hope, and belief,
A ground blessed by a brave heart's terrible grief,
Where it will end, will be holy ground,
One girls hate turned to acceptance of fate,
One girls pride, behind it she will hide.
For where it will end will be where debris will lay,
Debris of dreams and unspoken truths
"I wish you were here" and "I love you"
This place will be where it will all be forgotten.
Blessed with a tear and a promise to thy self.
A vow to rebuild, replenish and stop blame ill gotten.