Did you intend to drop?Did nothing inside you scream to STOP?Did you feel it as you stepped away?Would nothing have persuaded you to stay?Was it a mistake?Was it a test?Did nothing tell you not to go?Or make your conscience protest…Could no happy memory spring to mind?Did you expect there to be an earlier find….Was that it? Was it? Did you expect to be found?To be held and embraced as you slumped to the ground?It never happened and you went too farNobody found youAs you left for afarWhere have you gone?Where do you lay?Is there somewhere beautiful? For you to stay?Or are you in the dark,The cold and aloneFor leaving this place and your family at home.Why weren’t you happyWhen you had such a presence and lifeBeautiful kidsBeautiful wifeWhy was it never just quite enough?For you to be at peaceAnd not be so tough.The gaping wound in which life stands stillHas forced us all to taste the bitterest pillTo take a look around And appreciate our lotFor that is our momentAnd that’s what we’ve got.Step upLook aroundTake a deep breath in Of your world's surround.And never let your soulFall cold to the ground.
