Never Too Late


  • Jayandben
  • Chillin' and writin' the life ^.^

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A conversation

Never Too Late

Don't do it, I tell you!
Too bad.
It's too late.
You're a liar.
I call it.
It's never too late.
It's never too late?
When the drugs reach your lungs?
When the smoke returns for
Its midnight kiss?
You can change,
Time can heal.
I promise and swear to you:
It's never too late.
After the blood drips onto the carpet,
Or the blade pierces your skin,
The crime is done and passed.
There's no taking that back.
True, that is so very true.
But anger and sorrow
Are temporary feelings.
Such things can be washed away
Even though the scars and stains
May only fade.
May fade?!
Oh, I wish they would fade!
Whether they remain or disappear,
There is no "fading" in my mind!
Oh, no, no, no! I'll tell YOU!
These scars, these stains
Stand bright and true
As dreadful reminders of what
My pain pushes me to!
Take a break or a walk.
If you want, sit right down,
Lower that voice and, here, we'll talk.
You don't have to tell me
Exactly what's wrong,
Or anything at all.
I just care about you and--
You care?!
I'm sure you "care,"
Just like the rest of the world "cares"!
You don't give a DAMN about
What happens or becomes of a girl like me!
It's your job, that's all.
I've talked to people like you
Since I was a little girl.
You know what that says?
Huh? It says something's WRONG with me.
I'm sick and tired of hearing
All the things that are wrong with me...

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MarkKarmel commented on Never Too Late


Still it bothers me to read this thinking of you. on it's own, it's a superb expression of emotions few will ever feel. Thinking of you going through them is what makes this blasphemy, and it is that which makes me cringe... please don't mistake that for judgement of you, but rather of the misaligned Architect of your inspiration.

britt commented on Never Too Late


This is great! I love the way you've expressed it, Your such a young age and a great writter. Keep it up, One day for this writing you could be famous. Your great!! I love the ending. How it expresses noone cares. Great write!



Oh shut up :P you can't say ANYTHING about age you youngin -.-

SuperChick76 commented on Never Too Late


Nicely expressed. The battle of woe against hope. Some days it feels like we've just done too much to be forgiven, to be well again. But there's always that voice, whether it's from a person or just a voice of ourselves, telling us that it CAN be ok. Arguing our woe with Hope. Brilliantly expressed with such brutal honesty. Nicely written, my friend.



Thank you =D *hug*

Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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