time after time

i was walking down a road when i find out that i'm walking to a dead end...
i walked closer, trying to convince myself that its not an end..
but its an end alrite..
wel, everything had to come to an end actually,....
so it is something that i have to face..
an end

how do you see an end?
i find myself stuck in a place between regreting the situation that i hadn't do enough, and seeing another new beginning...
every end has a new beginning, like it or not..
and as time goes by, maybe we can't count how many end and how many beginning we had...
again and again...
time after time...