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 © | Year Posted 2021

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