Too Late

by LoneWalker   Dec 22, 2005


Ive spent the best of my years
hiding behind my built up walls
regretfully watching the mistakes Ive made
slowly watching all my falls

Ive catered for my own tribulations,
my sorrows very own host
and slowly degraded my character
left me a shadow, a illusion, a ghost,
of what was once my former self

Ive left my own soul
to slowly diminish
watched it became lifeless
By my own sub-conscious will

Not even heavenly showers,
upon the dead soil of my life
could grow any flowers
to bring a colour into my grey shaded emotions

Ive seacrhed forever for the answers
to the sorrow I keep so deep
I pray i can find them soon
so i can go easily into sleep

All day long i think of things
but nothing seems to help my world
think i might lose my sanity
if i don't find something to give my life
something to help me change my vanity

If I don't change soon my life will only end up
in a crippling state
I need someone to show me the way
before it becomes too late...

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