Somehow

Somehow

The room is now the key,
The battle’s always lost
It is never too late.

I am the room, I am the war
I am almost everything you’ve been looking for.
Give me the day, even today
And I’ll return the favour in my own special way.
Too late because, always because
Keeping the boundary was always without recourse.

The feeling today, feeling me now
Stopping the battle from raging at me somehow.
Play as you like, dance as you will
Flowing like music then stepping in for the kill.
I am the hate, I am the hope
I am that ticking on that slow and winding slope.

We are the now, you see us now
We keep on moving through civilization somehow.
Bury it all, heaven and Earth
Keeping the pace replenishing our feverish thirst.
Never too late, always to hide
Too many options to keep it all on our side.

It is never too late
It is never too late
It is never too late.

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Author: Differentdanny

Poetry- writing idiot. Been writing for years so will use this blog to post old and new poems in no particular order.

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