By the Grave I Sit

the time has come to express my words and I ponder from where they should come for many a day I have thought with my mind while I consumed many bottles of rum but my mind became befuddled and confused so slowly I started to feel from the heart finding words never spoken or used by the grave I sit not knowing where to start I have loved far to shallow and shared far to little to have you understand but I sit by the grave not knowing the way to express the feelings I have Is it my time to go? or have you gone before me? this I must know for on the stone at the head of the grave i find your name and mine by the grave i sit without any wit to share the love that I find. forgive what I've done I am coming home the angels are waiting for me. but by the grave I sit expressing bit by bit the love I have found to be.