It is late,
too late for me to close my eyes and sleep
I don't get much,
sleep I mean
not with WWIII going on in my head
there is too much at risk,
we have to keep watch,
to protect my dreams from invasion.
It is late,
too late to tell you who won,
for even in my head no one knows,
everything stopped functioning decades ago,
life was destroyed
nothing is left.
It is late,
too late to go back and undo the mistakes made,
they all wish they could,
but you cant heal from time.
I thought it was possible
like many but fools.
It is late,
too late to write of the past,
decades of events,
things we could have learnt how to prevent,
but did nothing.
The pain is there, but no one is left to feel it,
Wish I had a chance.
It is late,
too late to look back
and rewrite the mistakes
history lies between the emptiness of the universe,
where everything turned to nothing.
It is late,
late but not very,
to correct what need be
before it should be.
We all have learn,
the need for pain
the need for love
the need for peace
ways of beautiful life.
Do something today and let's all retain the need to keep on living.
It is late,
too late for me to remind you of time
cause when all is gone
time will not even matter.
It is late,
too late for me to catch some,
sleep,
I mean.
