Heads or tales

The ramblings of an old man. Whose years have seen what this life is. Whose eyes have seen the cold man and felt his passing breeze. Who knows about the stillness of when time seems to freeze. Who knows about the sorrow of death where loss put him on his knees. Who knows about the pain of the broken body and the broken mind. Who knows about the demons and avoids their eyes. The ramblings of this old man. Whose years have seen what life could be. Whose eyes have seen the kind man and felt his hand in need. Who knows about the love and what love really means. Who knows about the person for who this life really means. Who knows about the joy of all the happy times. Who knows about the truth and where to hide the lies.