To Die Alone

To Die Alone Sometimes I sit and wander, While other times I walk and ponder As I realize; the situation that I am in. I have a wife whom doesn't love me, And a job that wont set me free While they both, just get under my skin. I have bills coming to the door And the house is always at a roar And no one cares the times I am there. When I am asleep, I cannot sleep And I am told a man cannot weep As for me, does anyone truly care. So here I am with my face in my hand My life I cannot truly understand So here I am again, always all by myself. I cannot fight a fight, I cannot win As I know it will cause hate and so much sin So I Live in my own, man made Hell. I am nervous now though this life And what can I say, but I lost my pride So here I am, a man without a soul. I always stay quite as a mouse Apologies is all that comes from my mouth My life is full of sadness and its woe. Now my dreaming, is what I do best And when I can I hide or I can rest I seem to hate, today and even tomorrow. So when I say my prayers at night I will always pray for my soul and my wife And I try to forget the rest of my sorrow. But then I think the same old thought After the many battles that I have fought As I know someday peace will enter my home But till that time I will sit and I will wait As from that battle I cannot escape Until then, I just hope to die alone. Randy L. McClave