I seem to be on a roll of dark material! I wrote this about 20 years ago. Someone I knew (not very well), who had moved away to London after separating from his wife, was found dead from a heart attack at a relatively young age. It got me thinking about my own mortality ...
Comments and suggestions very welcome as always
https://www.reverbnation.com/kevinism/song/32030038-song-for-meSong For Me
Loneliness quickened his demise
Sadness tainted his last days
Now an empty room, clutter's been removed
Is his legacy
On a quiet night, with the TV on and a glass in his hand
As he closed his eyes for the final time
It had come to an end
It was never going to last
He was never going to change
Too much damage from the past
Too much baggage to be thrown away
I don't why I feel such pain
I hardly knew him
As I close my eyes for the hundredth time
When will this end?
Please help me I'm falling, I'm falling
Please help me, I'm falling, I'm falling
He's calling, I'm falling
And me, feeling sorry for myself
When he' s the one I should be feeling sorry for
On a quiet night, with the TV on and a glass in my hand
As I close my eyes for the final time
It has come to an end
Please help me I'm falling, I'm falling
Please help me, I'm falling, I'm falling
He's calling, I'm falling