Midnight Sun
There will often be moments in life,
When you care far more than it appears;
When you're surely too scared to confess,
And to face up to your sudden fears.
You suffered in painful silence,
You considered, pondered too long;
Then all of a sudden it became too late,
To right the things you did wrong.
You believed that time was on your side,
That those difficult decisions could wait;
Although at heart you knew what was right,
You faltered; acted far too late.
Stop, pause, think back, reflect upon,
Those ridiculous mistakes you so often made;
That fantastic future you always wished for,
Had begun to steadily shimmer and fade.
Never hold back again, don't watch from afar,
Fight for that glimmer of hope; that ever-shining star.
Or then yet be left unhappy; consumed, alone, so cold,
I guess you'll truly never forget, those words remain untold.
That persistent, agonising reminder,
Of what you know you should have done,
The frustration etched deep within your heart,
As you gaze wearily up at the pale, midnight sun.
You suffered in painful silence,
You considered, pondered too long;
Then all of a sudden it became too late,
To right the things you did wrong.
You believed that time was on your side,
That those difficult decisions could wait;
Although at heart you knew what was right,
You faltered; acted far too late.
Stop, pause, think back, reflect upon,
Those ridiculous mistakes you so often made;
That fantastic future you always wished for,
Had begun to steadily shimmer and fade.
Never hold back again, don't watch from afar,
Fight for that glimmer of hope; that ever-shining star.
Or then yet be left unhappy; consumed, alone, so cold,
I guess you'll truly never forget, those words remain untold.
That persistent, agonising reminder,
Of what you know you should have done,
The frustration etched deep within your heart,
As you gaze wearily up at the pale, midnight sun.
© Ben Johnson 2011.
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