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I look outside, stare at the rain
it never ends, it hides the pain
Under the roads, so many faces,
They waste their lives, in hidden places

More each day, their numbers grow
They come to stay, their scars now show
They cause our fear, from fear comes hate
So many tears, I dread their fate

The children cough, they don’t know why,
Not warm enough, they fear they’ll die
We bring them food, we hope and pray
We stare with anger, we look away

We talk and talk, the talk grows old
I feel such shame, they are so cold
They’re on their own, that is our way
Why are they here, on such a rainy day?

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We are just like all the rest
we are not even second best
it went just as expected
I was bored, she was neglected

It is just our little story
there is neither flame nor glory
It drags on with nothing new
I can’t even say I’m sorry

I hid inside
she found a life
I kept my pride
I lost a wife

We lost it all
It was not much
We made some calls
then we lost touch

It is just our little story
there is neither flame nor glory
It drags on with nothing new
I can’t even say I’m sorry

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It was just the other day
he had said he was ok
he had just heard from his wife
and he was sure she would stay

This afternoon we got the call
I said I didn’t know the guy at all
He was standing by the window
but did he jump or did he fall

I guess both of us had lied
last time I talked to her she cried
She had told him she was leaving
it did not matter how he tried

But you also lied to me
This is not how it should be
I can see what drove him there
I see now you never care

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I lost my life last fall
I did not care then
I told you I was fine
You did not care at all

It would all just go away
You were not thinking of the time
and how it would change one day
You were not ready for the fall

One day I felt cold
You did not want to be told
My life was out of range
my temperature had changed

Life no longer had a pull
I needed nothing more
My box of pain was full
I had done it all before

Things had lost their meaning
I was time for me to go
I was going through a weaning
But you kept on saying no

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It is a method with no purpose
it is a time without an end
we move on in total darkness
we don’t know if the road bends

In our lives we follow rules
we are guided by known fools
we let them set the direction
with our souls there’s no connection

We are told how we should live
we are pressured to achieve
when we are done, they keep it all
it is us who take the fall

Don’t ever ask for your reward
you will get your prize in heaven
Don’t complain your work is hard
clock-out time is not till seven

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They make it look so cool
so simple and so free
With nothing more to bind you
you can be all you can be

But when the time comes
to give it all away
your memories look back at you
and beg you to let them stay

The things that made it home
don’t fit in your small space
You now stand there all alone
realization on your face

The emptiness hits hard
and you fight the urge to fly
But you have to play your cards
though you see no reason why

So you lay flat on the floor
Only carpet and a door
and it only swings one way
so there and free you have to stay

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