Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Too Late, I'm Gone

Sobbing, shaking, I'm a wreck
The noose fits tightly around my neck
The sorrow I feel will never pass
Unless this world I leave at last
And as for breath, my last I take
And with it my final thought I make
Too late to repent for past misdeeds
Take back the destructive wave I lead-
Oh god they're back, the light is on
A scream, a gasp, too late I'm gone.

((created in 08))

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