Monday, August 3, 2009

I have nothing left to say...


When your life comes to a point,
Paths join together...

Winding roads go straight,

The sun stops glistening.

And there's nothing left to say,

What can be done?

When your life comes to a point,

Excitement ends...

Predictability begins,

The stars go dull.
When there's nothing left to say,

What can I do?

I tried to help you,

I tried to stay true.

I tried to stick it through,

I tried to help you.

But I failed.

Now that your life has come to a point,

You're being called to disappear,

You're being called to fly up above,

And there's no time.

Though there's nothing left to save,
How do I save...

You?
I have no words,
I have nothing left to say...
To you.



Except...

I'm sorry.

I should've saved you.

I should've stayed true.

I should've helped you.
Like I always promised to.

Except...

I'm sorry.

I should've stuck it through...

You should've stuck it through,

Too.

We should have done this together,

Like we always promised to.

But what do I do...
Now that you're gone?

It's been too long,
Since I've seen your face.

What am I to do...

Now that you've left?

All I know to do,

Is say I'm sorry...

For not saving you...

Like I always promised to.
I should have followed through.