Yesterday
The sun falls from the sky like a heavy heart.
The endless void of stars and black sky,
The moon and the dark, the nightly noises.
My mind fills with thoughts of love,
lust, fatherhood and life gone by.
With some of life left to live,
With some heart left virtually untouched.
I cry, I love, I laugh, I frown.
From birth I have seen nothing last.
So why does it hurt even my past.
With lots of life rolling in my brain,
With lost love filling my wounded heart.
Why can't I still live the good memories?
Why must there be the bad ones to live?
I sleep only in the company of loved ones.
I cry with only the most trusted few,
like a beautiful rose alone in a barren garden.
I feel alone but with the gardeners visit, I.
With her gentle touch and sweat voice, I.
I feel welcomed, I feel loved, I feel wanted.
Now the storm has ravaged my body,
my pedals are all gone.
I am buried under the thick blanket of snow.