Alone
I wish it would have been a war
that was the explanation for
the reason you are not around,
the reason I don’t hear the sound
of your voice anymore.
No, I don’t hear it anymore.
And I wish it were all a dream
although a bad one it would seem,
cuz then at least I’d have the chance
to open up my eyes and glance
upon your face, but I don’t see it.
No, not anymore.
And I wish there were reasons why
no chance was given for goodbye.
A day, a flash and you were gone.
Now lonely days roll on and on
where I don’t have you anymore.
No, nothing anymore.
So I wish something else were the
explanation given me
for why I’m left inside this empty home.
But I suppose there isn’t one.
It’s over and what’s done is done...
There’s nothing now. Yes, I am all alone.
