He saw his life
Not as he did once before
Void of all that pleased him
It seemed gone evermore.
Through his hands
It seemed to slip away
And now it was harder
To face each new day.
Morning would come
Through his window came the light
And he wished
Wished for the coming of the night.
For it was the nightime
That brought comfort he wished he had
Daylight brought tears and pain
His heart was heavy and sad.
It wasn't always like this
All those years ago
Life you to be so certain
Now he just didn't know.
(c)2011 T.LaFountain