just one more poem

grieving about the future,

rotting on your bed,

it's too late now, 

we can't go back now,

still at the same desk,

stardust and metal rust,

it's too late now,

don't call him now,

the sun still sets,

your fingers still bends,

it's too late now,

staple your eyes shut now.

written on 16th of august, 2023