My Dark Poetry

Too Late

Took my breath away,

When I thought of all the possibilities,

That are so clear in front of me,

The possibilities I couldn't see before,

I thought the world hated me,

But now I can see clearly,

I know all the people who care,

That I have a bright light,

Out of this dark tunnel,

I have been trapped in the dark,

For so long,

But now I see,

That the voices in my head,

Were all wrong,

I was never truly alone.

I begin to cry,

Knowing I discovered this too late,

Because I lie now,

In the bathtub,

Bleeding to death,

I smile in content,

And take my last breath,

I mutter one last thing,

As I slipped into the dark,

' I'm sorry.'