Lonely man of broken dreams

Each day as I go walking
Down the sidewalks, through the streets
There he sits, his eyes are downcast
Lonely man of broken dreams

People pass him, hardly glancing
It's as if they cannot see
Broken man on busy byway
Tragic man of broken dreams

This is not the life he dreamt of
Long ago, when he was free
Free from taunting haunting memories
Nothing left but broken dreams

Have a care when you go walking
Not all things are as they seem
See the lonely broken soldiers
Huddled 'round their broken dreams

Addiction

She lays her tired head upon the pillow
So tired and discouraged she could weep
She hopes to find some refuge from this turmoil
Unsure if it is safe to fall asleep

Each waking brings more hopelessness and longing
For dreams that are now ragged and decayed
She wonders why she even makes the effort
And wishes that her bed could be her grave

She can't remember when it all went sideways
When everything she dreamt of was all lost
She only knows its lost to her forever

And living isn't worth the pain it cost

So, she lays her tired head upon her pillow
So tired and discouraged she could weep
She knows now  she cannot face the morning
She's determined this will be her final sleep

Too Late

A thousand times you've left me reeling
A hundred times I've lain and cried
Too deep the pain that I am feeling
The endless, fruitless times I've tried

A thousand times you've made me wonder
A hundred times I've cringed in fear
Too dark this cloud I'm living under
My endless, useless tragic tears

A thousand times you've said you loved me
A hundred times I've known you lied
Too late for us, I have discovered
The love I felt for you has died

Paris

In times of darkest grief
And wild despair
I grasp for comprehension
Through the pain
A glimpse of understanding
To erase
The hopeless helpless feelings
That remain

My mind keeps going through
Each tragic fact
Searching for some kindness
That remains
Amid this world of crushing
Deep despair
The sidewalks painted with
The bloody stains

I know now that the answers
Are not there
Within the chaos, broken
Lives remains
But in the human kindness
We've retained
Amid the grief, the sorrow
And the pain

Second Thoughts

I was going to
get out of bed today
I really was
I was! I tried!
But the air in the room
was so frightfully chilled
when my toes touched the floor
I nearly died

I planned to
get out of bed today
An early start
did sound appealing
But the sound of the wind
blowing around outside
had me shivering with the
chill I was feeling

Can't seem to recall
what the urgency was
in getting up early from
my cozy bed
But since my intentions
seem frivolous now
I'll just snuggle in
and sleep instead

Stolen Life

Shall I live my life entrapped by
Sad remorse
Ever grasping for the dreams
That slipped away
Blinded to the joys which
Happen every day
A life without direction
No known course
Endless days of lonesome
Sad remorse

Bitter tears clog my throat
With sad regret
Aching for the life
I haven't led
Longing for the love
I never met
Bitter tears for dreams
I can't forget
All I have, this life
Of sad regret

Friends

I always thought, when I was young
Friends would come into my life
Through large events that bonded us
Through trials, grief and strife

And though there have been friendships born
Or strengthened by such times
The ones I find most cherished
Have come in quieter times

They slipped into my daily life
In random, varied ways
They made a place within my heart
And brightened up my days

And though I don't deserve them
I can say I've learned one thing
To smile and count my lucky stars
For the friendships that life brings