Never Too Late

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A fog rolls in  covers the mind  suddenly   makes you feel      your blind

Where   is the happiness     fun like gentle rain    now all    that   hangs around is  heartache and pain

Wish there was a way to   escape all this dread  why    is it all    caught in my head  

I was once a  newborn baby   a  lil bundle of life   now all i feel is like   cutting with a  sharp edged knife

I say these words    because    they   are how i reveal   all of the  anguish    frustration I feel

Sharing    so    somebody will hear and  even if  i push away   still will come near 

Deep down i dont want  a hopeless   dommed fate     come help me  show me its never too late

A/N-  I wrote this to   speak out  for all those who feel   like the words in the  poem say.  Also to all of us who may  be friends with or  just know someone    hurting like this. Reach out   no matter how much they resist.   Believe   deep down your being there WILL help them realize it is NEVER too late     Peace

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