Ache

For about a million mile time this heart that ache A broken some year back Enemy men flirty women would tease and ridicule and call me some rude to get this egg to finally crack The pain of being lonely boy sitting on the grass writing his rhyme between sadness joy Mother still coddled I never took from the whiskey bottle Reeling with a bump too bit of a pokey to actually run,high and jump laughter was their pain to inflict as such and cause forever misery Being alone is that ache in me honest to God if he will set me free good luck of life I had never really seen to say goodbye and begin to go blind now it will always be a cursed foe no matter where or how I will go