The Other Side of Midnight

I had spent night and day Wondering if there was any way I could erase my seclusion Even though I wanted several I knew I would look an idiot My father had many dreams But he hid them all like creams Later in life I often conjectured And questioned, My judgment in general, If I had chosen pragmatically In the end I would not have fallen in to depths of damness Falling heedless on my knees before love, I neglected the individual, who truly did, …………………………………………. They say love is blind It truly is… I conjugated … I connubial to a stranger Leaving the one I knew behind ………….. The prevalent mistake of my being Of my existence Of my small eternity And I lost my sanity