Here lays the person I used to be
The person I swore never to forgive
Or to never becomeHere lays the disappointment of her parents
And the regret in her friendsHere lays the girl you said you loved
The girl who gave her allAnd all you can think of is how happy she was.
But with this outcome was she really?
Or was she already dead?
YOU ARE READING
Too late
PoetryCan you imagine the unimaginable? Dream the unthinkable? I guess it just comes down to words....