He was sat on the bridge when the stranger appeared No words He lit a cigarette Then spoke Woman I nodded Mortal man Destiny unplanned Soul who waits His tempered fate Let me paint you a scene Dead body, screams Lots of tears No sound, as they lower you into the ground Two weeks down the line Slight anger You made her cry Made her guilty, why You were the dumb one, stupid guy Now you’ve gone She’s moving on That's life Though, there is another way You could stay Tough it out Times change Maybe she wasn’t the one Who knows Tonight you die Or tomorrow you grow Let me know Then he was gone.
"Tonight you die..Or tomerrow you grow"- " To be or not to be"...Paul, your evocative words "paint" the scene and bring us right into it-right to the bridge..."The Stranger"- a shadow, a fallen angel, a soul sent back to save others from suicide? A stark morality tale. Death is permanent. Love, very often, is not...so please come back from the edge, learn, grow and heed "The Stranger's" words. Remember to "let him know"...Great!
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
Aren't relationships so stressful. What is this love thing all about. Should come with a health warn.. read moreAren't relationships so stressful. What is this love thing all about. Should come with a health warning.
7 Years Ago
I so agree! At least there should be a required class to take before attempting relationships.:)
The pain and anguish of a relationship gone south can bring anyone to the brink of suicide ... But, when on that brink 'tis time to think ... Do I really want to die, or do I simply want for things to be different ... There is no chance of changing a thing from the grave ... Lost someone to suicide so ... Good words here, Paul ...
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
Yeah, who said love was easy. That's why alcohol was invented.
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