Troubled Mind
Not a day goes by where your not missed, RIP mate, forever in our hearts.
WHY COULDN’T WE SEE THE PAIN IN HIS EYES
IF ONLY WE KNEW WHAT HE WAS FEELING INSIDE
PLUMMENTING SO FAST ON LIFES EMOTIONAL RIDE
LEAVING THE LOVE IN HIS HEART NO WHERE TO RESIDE.
THIS WAS NO LIFE ANYONE SHOULD HAVE LIVED
SEEING HIS OWN DEATH AS A GIFT
SEARCHING SO HARD FOR THAT MENTAL LIFT
PRAYING HIS DESOLATION WOULD FINALLY SHIFT.
HE USED DRUGS TO TRY TO BLOCK IT OUT
BUT THE VOICES IN HIS HEAD WOULD SCREAM AND SHOUT
THERE WAS NO RELEASE FROM HIS INTERNAL GLOOM
NO WHERE TO HIDE BUT IN HIS DEN OF DOOM.
THE TIME HAD COME AND HE HAD MADE HIS CHOICE
HE FINALLY SUCCUMB TO THAT CONTINUOUS VOICE
AS HE TOOK HIS FINAL BREATH HE DIDN’T THINK TWICE
THAT WAS THE NIGHT HE ENDED HIS LIFE.
AS HIS PEACEFUL BODY HUNG THROUGH THE NIGHT
OUT OF THE DARKNESS THERE CAME A LIGHT
AN ANGEL STEPPED FORWARD ELEGANT AND BRIGHT
TAKING HIM BY THE HAND FOR HIS FINAL FLIGHT
WITH NO MORE UNHAPPINESS IN HIS LIFE.
Copyright © Sam Russell | Year Posted 2018
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