Too Much Too Late

by Stumbling Shaman   Jan 31, 2009


I know I could never hurt you enough
To take you out of your bitter self
I know I say this too many times
But you seem at home in your hell

Cease the prattle my love, it's no longer fun
Listening to you complain
About all of life's little things
To me it just all looks the same

I wanted to stay and fight for you
Rekindle your broken dreams of youth
But I can't stand the way you dwell
Raising hell over all you can't undo

Your God-given light, so fierce and childlike
If only you could remember
You wasted away, and all that remains
Amounts to dying embers

So they say, where there's smoke there is flame
But I swear that you've lost your spark
You left your sorries a little too late
Now all you have is another wasted heart

Many years from here and now
Too many for me to see beyond
I guess there's a chance that you'll find your peace
But God willing I will be long gone

As you grumble your way into sleep
Your head heavy on my chest
May these whispered words be your wings
And carry whatever dreams you have left

After all the torment you put me through
I am no longer willing to stay
Since you refuse to light the fire within
You've no hope beyond your decay

I will rise up and leave you here
But not before you're too weary to complain
This song is for you, one and only
Thank you so much for your disdain

There is no shame in your madness
There is no shame in your madness
There is no shame in your madness
There is no shame in your madness

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