Deep Pockets Empty Hearts
Do you remember that time you had too much to drink and the bar was about to close; you had no one to take you home. You called me up at 3:00 AM and I came to rescue you.
And you; do you remember the time you lost your job and needed just a little help? You didn’t ask, you didn’t need to. I slipped money in your purse when you needed it more than me
Where have all my friends gone? Why do I have to be the one to give and not get? Why am I alone and you are so far away? Where did you go when it was me who needed you most?
I didn’t ask for this. I didn’t ask to get sick. I didn’t ask to be too tired to go to work.
I didn’t ask to be scared that I can’t pay my bills and take care my family, but I did swallow my pride and ask for your help
Where have all my friends gone? Why do I have to be the one to give and not get? Why am I alone and you are so far away? Where did you go when it was me who needed you most?
I can’t believe how small my family has gotten, I remember the headcount at the family reunion. It’s amazing how I know that you would all show up for my funeral, but not my need. I was there for you. why aren’t you here for me?
Where have all my friends gone? Why do I have to be the one to give and not get? Why am I alone and you are so far away? Where did you go when it was me who needed you most?
It’s not fair to do this alone.
It’s not there to be in this much pain.
It’s not there to feel like I don’t count.
It’s not fair that you’re not here.
It’s not fair that you won’t help.
It’s not fair for me to complain.
I didn’t ask for millions just a little love. I asked from a family with deep pockets and small hearts.
It’s not fair for me to judge; but you can’t take it with you when you go; Have you ever seen a U-Haul behind a hearse?
Where have all my friends gone? Why do I have to be the one to give and not get? Why am I alone and you are so far away? Where did you go when it was me who needed you most?
The worst part is…
I’ll still come when you call; I’ll still give when you ask; I’ll still help when you need. Maybe you’ll show up when I die. A memorial full of deep pockets and empty hearts…
Where have all my friends gone? Why do I have to be the one to give and not get? Why am I alone and you are so far away? Where did you go when it was me who needed you most?
Copyright © Laurie Leigh Quillen | Year Posted 2015
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