Before Its 2 Late
I look at you
With a blank stare.
Thoughts all over da place
Cant concentrate.
I cant believe
Things have gotten
this
far and how.
But my feelings
Are scattered in
The air.
I try to figure out
What we did
But blanks is
All my mind gives.
Before things get worse
And they cant change.
I bow my head and
hope an pray,
For some better ways
To communicate...
something gotta give
Before the love fades,
An thing dont change...
Add we go are separate
ways
Copyright © Chelsey Moore | Year Posted 2021
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