How life goes

I Was Here

I was here, and I was here for you-
Just praying that someday you’d see that too.
That happiness and love should be allowed
Instead of living life inside a cloud.

I waited all my years for you to see
Instead of the abuse- you could be free.
It shouldn’t be so hard to understand-
Just choose the love, just come and take my hand.

The seasons passed and age would take its toll-
A die was cast my love could not console.
That you would be another man’s supply
And nobody would ever question why.

Except I did, by every prayer to God
To ask if life should really be this odd?
Are Satan’s lies an angel’s poor excuse
To keep a happy devil running loose?

But he’s not happy. All the wealth you spilled
Into a hole that never could be filled-
I knew that it was meant for us to share-
But no one ever taught you playing fair.

I’m just as bad I guess, because I stay
Remembering before life got this way.
You’re still deserving, I can always tell.
Just wonder if I can outlast the spell.

John H. Bidwell