Too late

by Amanda   May 18, 2005


As I sit here
In the dark
Thinking of how you've forgotten me
To shreds, you've ripped my heart
I've been down this road a million times and more
Yet, you're the one I remember
Like a wounded sore
Maybe because you loved me
And I needed that so much
Maybe you wanted my body
But hey, that's just a hunch
Guessing will get me nowhere
Asking the source will do something
Nobody's here
I give you a call, my body shaking
"I took some medication."
I whisper
"What? Why?" He screams
I cough out, "And I have a pistol."
"Whiskey by my side."
I tell him
"I'll be there in a minute!"
"Hurry, the lights are getting dim..."
Ten minutes has passed
"He has failed to show.
Wow, big surprise!
How did I know??"
Whiskey and pills running through my system
Pistol at my head
The trigger goes off, I land on my bed.
He quickly darts in, runs towards my room
"Oh my god!" He shouts
Around my house
Are crowds
"I'm too late..."
He belives
He holds me in his arms
He thinks, "All she needed was love to be concieved."
He found a note on the floor
"Baby I'm sorry I had to do this.
You made me feel unimportant.
I wish I could give you one last kiss.
I think Angels are real.
But, do you believe?
Go on with your life...
Because, you, I could never leave...

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