Too Late

Everyone makes mistakes,
Some turn into regret.
Some fade into the darkness,
Some you never will forget.
I've had my share of both,
A few weigh heavy on my mind.
This one drives me crazy,
This one makes me blind.
I know God has his reasons,
At the time I couldn't see them.
I'm the one who did it,
No one else to blame.
Careless moments of pleasure
Traded for an eternity of pain.
Time stood still,
I didn't know what to do.
Afraid to tell what was going on,
Scared I wouldn't be good for you.
At the time I didn't realize,
How serious it would be.
Putting an end to you,
Put the end to me.
I don't know who I am,
Not sure of where to turn.
I try not to think,
But my mind constantly burns.
Things could've been different,
I learned a little too late.
Did I stray,
Or was this fate?
I'm sorry for what I've done to you,
With no way to let you know.
If we could trade places,
I'd would gladly go.

~ CS, Mon, 5 Oct 1998

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