Wish for Goodbye
Confronted with memories of her, and endless strife,
I bow my head and cry.
Confronted with the futility of this life,
I shake my head and sigh.
The woman who I wanted for my wife
has gone, let our love wither and die.
With agony, my existence is distressingly rife,
for I can never say
Faced with enduring the brokenness and pain,
I do my best to live, I try.
Clinging to the pieces of me that still remain,
I think about her, and wonder why.
Solace I cannot find, loneliness my heart's bane;
reality I want to deny.
If only I could say