Last Thoughts Poem by David Lewis Paget

I have nothing left to say
All my thoughts have blown away,
And I dread the sun that rises in the morning,
For my wife will look at me
Knowing all my history,
While my emptiness is all that I was born in.

For the world has bled me dry
Took the tears I meant to cry,
And corrupted everything that I believed in,
All the things I thought were right
Disappeared overnight,
Leaving only false ideals that were deceiving.

All I see is greed and hate
Love that tends to dissipate,
And the friends that turn away when you are needing,
All the former friends before
Who came knocking at your door,
But don’t want to know the score when you are bleeding.

Life is much too long alone
When your family has grown
Leaving just the faintest essence of their passing,
When they find the world out there
They have little left to share
But the faded photographs you lived your past in.

I was young, but now I’m old
So the story has been told
And there’s little in the future I’ll be keeping,
But a faded, caring wife
Who stood by me in this life,
And will still be by my side when we are sleeping.

20 December 2013