Father time will not turn back the clock
And now you realize you're here to knock
The grim reapers door swings open to you,
It's too late to turn back and see all the missed clues.
You had a great life that now haunts you
Your unachieved dreams now taunt you
It's too late to look back and wish
If only you had done something like 'this'
Father time tells you you're wasting
No time to look back, be hasty
You made your decision when you put that gun to your head
I bet you never thought death would be this cold unforgiving bed.
I'm sorry you searched not for the right things
I pity you now for you're broken wings
But you made the decision to die
Now it's time to say your last and final good bye.
The world you once knew lay behind you
The new one stretched out just before you
Pinch yourself; blink, it'll never be changed
A better fight you might have waged.. ..
If you had known the end was so final
Wouldn't you have given it just one more trial?
If you had known your final breath was coming soon
Why didn't your soul give one last bloom?
But that's the gift of death : everlasting
It's something in our life worth fasting
Find the sun on your face and turn your back on the shadows
For it's a lonely road of death you walk, beware of your gallows.
-Jessica Carpenter-
^ The lost lonely souls that have committed suicide, I'm sorry. I feel for these souls because every human mind in my opinion, has potential, and for these souls to feel so low that they must end that life just to rid themselves of the pain in a horrible thing. This poem is for those who have lost their lives to the unforgiving pain.
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