It's Too Late .

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Is it too late for me to find the light? Am I too broken?

Submitted: August 03, 2011

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Submitted: August 03, 2011



Life to me is as useful as a fallen star,
Love to me is like a bullet through the heart.
A future for me holds an empty nothing,
While people I hate resolve into something.
I fought and fought, now I’m lying down,
I’m a fallen angel who’s finally hit the ground.
Let the darkness take me, there’ll be a sweet release,
Followed by a sweet relief.
I can finally rest in eternal doom,
The dark has me completely consumed.
As tears flow from my eyes,
And fears go unheard, just like my cries,
I’ll remember all I suffered before,
That miserable life that resembled a war.
Everyone gives in at one point in their life,
This life I’m living...I can’t survive!
So I’ll close my eyes and wait for death,
And suddenly remember what you said.
“Take life as it comes and deal with the pain,
Tomorrow it’ll only be a memory you never have to see again.”
But my eyes stay closed at the memory,
I’m very sorry but it’s just too late for me.
My own blood is on my hands, it’s too late.
These scars over my body, it’s too late.
Any hope as died with me, it’s too late.
It’s too late, it’s too late, it’s too late.
For me, it’s too late...

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