No More
No more smiles,
Since you left,
Too many miles,
To walk alone,
My breathing is heavy,
I fight back a groan,
Now the sound of thunder,
Sounds so good, I wonder,
Is God also grown so sad,
At the end of the love we had?
So many pointless miles to walk,
So many empty words of wasted talk,
Each minute a month long pain,
Each sad thought falls like rain,
I can't help, but to wonder,
If I had any impact at all on her?
Years wasted in non-ending abuse,
In the scheme of things, to what use?
Gotta chalk this life off as a failure,
Maybe better luck next time through,
In the meantime I will wander,
With little else to do.
Copyright © Tom Bell | Year Posted 2007
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