Can You Hear Me

For years, I've tried to win the fight against all of the sadness. But nothing seems to end my plight as I lose to the madness. My emptiness, I must confess is all that I feel near me. My nerves are filled with such distress, I wonder can you hear me? It's always sad when what you had, life comes along and takes it. My Mom is gone, just me and Dad, we're left to try and make it. You ask yourself, where is my wife, well what more can I say. I guess that fate had different plans, it dint :) work out that way. I sit here and I wonder why I even try at all. But once again, I'm the only one who ever hears me call. This solitary solitude has bars stronger than steel. I feel like I'm on planet Mars and nothing's really real. This cosmic sense up on the fence is delicately balanced. There's some who'll say that you are dense, and that you are unbalanced. But I'm more interested in the ones who truly care. I wonder, can you hear me, is there anybody there?