Too Late

By Vincent Van Zandvoort | Poetry / Prose | 31 Dec 2023

Too Late

I can see it.
I can see it in your eyes.

You endured.
You endured the same old lies.

What you thought was a friend
almost became your end.

The light's turned off
inside your head.

Girlfriends ran
when you screamed in bed

while you were asleep,
running through the maze

that'll occupy you
for the rest of your days.

Even when you find all the answers,
you're now a smothered star.

All this lost time to remember
—the soul's traveled too far.

Poetry

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Vincent Van Zandvoort

As an author and a musician, I craft short stories, songs, poetry, and prose across various genres. My work delves into themes of disappointment, confusion, betrayal, corruption, grief, sacrifice, friendship, loyalty, and the boundless nature of love.

Poetry / Prose

As an author and a musician, I craft short stories, songs, poetry, and prose across various genres, including science fiction, fantasy, supernatural, thriller, horror, and drama. My work delves into themes of disappointment, confusion, betrayal, corruption, grief, sacrifice, friendship, loyalty, and the boundless nature of love. Here, you’ll find something that resonates with everyone.