Too late

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There are voices in my head

That tell me "yeah go ahead

No one will care anyway

You're just a nobody going away"

"When you talk no one hears

When you scream they cover their

ears.

When you laugh they look and smile

When you frown, suddenly everyone

is blind.

When you expose the most vulnerable

of yourself no one cries

No one comforts

They all pretend like your telling a lie

They would rather think that

Your perfectly fine"

And shouldn't I listen to these voices?

The people in my body? In my mind?

Shouldn't I listen to them.

Because who would care if I went

away?.......Right?

Would they notice?

How long untill they do?

Blissful ignorance.  I wish I had it.

Then I could ignore my own

problems.

Then I could smile with every one

else in the world.

We would party.

Just ignore the problem until it goes

away.

The only problem with this "solution"

It will NEVER go away!

It will NEVER disappear!

Because the only way for them to

TRULY leave....is with....you.

With you.

With you.

In the grave.

Dead.

Alone.

Forgotten.

Maybe the voices in my head piont

in the right direction.

Maybe it doesn't.

We wont really know.

Until.....its too late.

Until it comes a time where nothing

can ever really be done.

A time in which we will all truly

crumble in the depths of our soul

hiding from ourselves.

When it is too late.

The world....will be too late to save.

We will perish and prosper no more.

We will finally show our true selves

But nothing will change.

The world will still fall under the

the oppressions of hate.

And fear.

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