Late

I showed up late again
and he knew, he saw, he welcomed
anyway.
Too late to make the difference
I needed in my life.
I desired, but too late
and he knew, he understood.
I wanted him to RAGE
to scream of injustice, to fight
fight for me and what will be
not what may have.
but iI was late....again

Always Here

I am here again. I didn't want to be, but it's familiar
so I must be here....again.
I can hear the obvious empty promises I made myself.
The nevers, the always'. They ping off the empty room
walls. Iv'e packed because I'm here again.
I'll forget because that is what I do. It may take but 24 hours this time.
it may take several days but, I am here again, so I will have to forget.