When it comes is when it goes
Not too soon
No tell-tale signs defined
It feels like a rash
On the skin
A turbulence resides
Inside bright it shines
Like the sun
Blinding the sore eyes
Simple thoughts, what and if
Complex lines
The recipe revealed
It takes more than this
More than mind
More than equal share
More than all that is left
Not so much
If endings ever fail
What if change occurs
Routine fails
Entanglements resolve
Conflict locked away
A simple fight
No reason to defy
Embrace the bitter pill
The cheaper fill
It's all that now remains
Crawl back head up high
Lost the fight
It's hurt that dwells inside
Poor kid fell into the well
Hey ho, anybody home
When it goes it is too late
Way too soon
The truth of signs defined
The rash truly gone
On the skin
A mark now in its place
Inside flames ignite
Like the sun
Burning through defiance
Simple thoughts, blown away
Complex hurt
The recipe of taste
It took more than this
More than hope
More than what is left
More than one dares to hope
In the end
Endings never fail
The road to success
It's much more
Less than accounted for
Infused black nutshell
It's over now
Sealed and sent to hell
That change never came
Routine prevailed
Entanglements contained
Conflict all unleashed
The urge to fight
To find the reason why
Why taste the bitter pill
Why the thrill
It's all slipped out of sight
Embrace, head up high
Into the night
It's been a fair fight