Later Days

The later days that start too soon yet end too fast
That all seem to pass you by because you're stuck in the past

Drifting and dwelling on a choke or a cough
In your personal history it lies
You sit and you dwell while its pushing you off
While at times it stays hidden and at others it cries
It cries for attention
It cries to be loved
You beg for redemption
But the pain it has shoved
It has shoved you to the brink of caving in
So you turn to your closest kin
they joke and pretend
But they'll never forgive and they'll never help mend

You're now on your own
Since the scars have shown

The later days that start out slow
But in the end the loneliness will show