" LONELY NIGHTS"
Still as can be. I sit on this lonely
bridge watching, as the children play
and the wind brings the trees to a
I watch the ducks swim so free,
often wishing, it could be me.
nature calls out in it's painful voice,
leaving me with one lonely choice.
Night will soon be here as the
darkness swallows the light, it is
then, i'll begin this endless fight.
Fires rage, in one mans eye. As
another child sighs, so grey turns
the sky, to relieve the yelp of one
some ask why?
and recieve no reply,
as others simply lie.
time rolls by but only one
Slowly he picks up the knife,
asleep his wife lies, and hearing no weap
he takes his own life..
Still as can be, I sit on this lonely bridge.
watching as the children play and wondering
why my sons father never stayed..