Regrettable-I Figured Out How To Live Too Late Poem by Harold Lakeman
Regrettable-I Figured Out How To Live Too Late
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I sit here alone
I must breathe carefully
My breaths slow down
And my pain increases
I drop my arms
Down to my side
The needle stays
And for whatever reason
I realize
I could've fixed it
But it's too late now
I scream inside
The last thing I see
Is the ceiling
Died alone
With no accomplishments
In Monterey Park
-I figured out how to live too late
Tuesday, September 12, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: depression,despair,sadness,suicide
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