In
a little while from now
If
I'm not feeling any less sour
I
promise myself to treat myself
And
visit a nearby tower
And
climbing to the top will throw myself off
In
an effort to make it clear to who
Ever
what it's like when you're shattered
Left
standing in the lurch at a church
Where
people saying: "My God, that's tough
She's
stood him up"
No
point in us remaining
We
may as well go home
As
I did on my own
Alone
again, naturally
To
think that only yesterday
I
was cheerful, bright and gay
Looking
forward to well wouldn't do
The
role I was about to play
But
as if to knock me down
Reality
came around
And
without so much, as a mere touch
Cut
me into little pieces
Leaving
me to doubt
Talk
about God and His mercy
Or
if He really does exist
Why
did He desert me in my hour of need
I
truly am indeed alone again, naturally
It
seems to me that there are more hearts
broken
in the world that can't be mended
Left
unattended
What
do we do? What do we do?
Alone
again, naturally
Now
looking back over the years
And
whatever else that appears
I
remember I cried when my father died
Never
wishing to hide the tears
And
at sixty-five years old
My
mother, God rest her soul
Couldn't
understand why the only man
She
had ever loved had been taken
Leaving
her to start with a heart so badly broken
Despite
encouragement from me
No
words were ever spoken
And
when she passed away
I
cried and cried all day
Alone
again, naturally.