Never too late to save a soul

Advantage was stolen yesterday,
and every day before that.
It's too late to rewind, but if I did... wouldn't he as well?
And everyone else?

One decision creates the perfect storm of men forlorn
doomed to perform without thought for the future.
The Unforgiven.
Men forsaken feature self-infliction upon
the faces that never foresaw such destruction
all from one decision, deathly and detractive

Inhale the pain of the future
For today it's passing pleasure
But tomorrow weeps with regret
For you have affected more than just yourself.

Change may have came too late for life,
but it's never too late to save a soul.

"I once was lost, but now am found."

No matter what happens, I'll see you again.
One life breathes it into many more, many who desperately need it.

When it is found, a calmness ensues. Almost time to meet your maker.
Before you go, you need to know I have always loved you.
Thank you for everything you have ever given me.

Old Turtle Shell

minutes bleed like hours
as I grow old for the truth
fail like I always have
Failure: Me

I am an old turtle shell, rotting inside
change you can believe in
guillotined my life, now I'm here
hollow, contingent upon Her song
Siren lures me close then throws me on the rocks
Melodies take a titanic toll on my soul
moral from the lips of the beholder

those ancient icicles on the ceiling, drip as hell arrives
falling, one by one, no reason to dodge the destruction
if the loneliest number becomes reality

remember the education factory? remember no self-worth?
do you remember crying in the slide, alone? I do.
Do you remember creating friends because you were the plague?
I do.

After quitting the factory, flames crept close
but I managed to escape

I knew they would return, as they always do.
The old familiar stink of my shell, if only it were hollow
but it's filled with regret, and the wrong choices.
factory fumes still familiar, infect my shell
"Welcome my son, welcome to the machine."

bleeding thoughts, am I capable?
If I did, would I regret it or lose the last of myself?