The noise never stops
Though it waxes and wanes
It’s persistent, it’s constant
The message… the same.

You could have done more
You settled for less
All on your own
You created this mess.

No self esteem
You’ve given up
Unable to strive
You were never enough.

No life line, here
Nowhere to turn
All of your bridges
All have been burned.

There’s no safety net
To catch your fall
There’s nowhere to run to
There’s no one to call.

You’re walking in circles
Losing your mind
Now facing the truth
You’ve run out of time.

No second chances
No one really cares
No one will be waiting
They’ll be no one there.

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Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

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