A Place That Rekindles A Sad Memory

The deep, deep emptiness of solitude That drives one to a melancholy mood I stand here on green bank of riverside With thoughts on recent victim of suicide. A month ago on evening bright and cool He came here to this deep dark river pool And jumped in knowing well he couldn't swim And not a soul around to rescue him. He'd lost the will to live he chose to die In this lone place far from the public eye Depressive mood cruel form of mental pain For one so young had proved too much a strain. Due to his crave for heroin and cocaine He'd brought upon himself unwanted shame And a life of crime the man was forced to lead And from others he stole for to satisfy his need. I knew him well which makes it all more sad, He was good type in him there was no bad But far too many perverse types at large nowaday And drug pusher sent him going the wrong way. A broken hearted widow still in tears For her only son who died aged twenty years But though heavy be the burden of her cross The passing of time will ease her pain of loss.