NOTE- This poem is written just out of my flair for writing, not to be published on any platform.
TOO  LATE

As I sat alone in my room,
Staring at the wall.
A tsunami of memories attacked *boom*,
And made me feel so small.

Feeling heavy I start walking,
Soft soft sobs I was blocking.
All of a sudden everything became numb,
A shadow whispered, "girl, you were so dumb!"

Scared I looked around,
In my own sorrow I was drowned.
Everyone leaves me, I complain,
Only to find that I was alone all over again.

Then I saw someone holding my hand,
Emptiness stayed as the body turned to sand.
I took another step, and fell,
And I realized my soul had come to bid me farewell.
TOO LATE
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