Sometimes

Sometimes Sometimes he wonders how it went this far There’s a memory riding in the back of the car Waving his middle finger at the day No particular reason to feel that way He breaks down, and the anger has settled in place Swinging hard, ooh the memory of the tears on her face Years of pain, till she left him alone with his fears Children try to reach him but his frustration sears Sometimes alone locked away sitting back in his cell Outside or in it’s just the same old living hell Closed mind, closed heart, closed from view I feel your struggle, but man look at you He keeps it to himself, rather die than shed a tear They say jail is hell, but no one cares in here I’ll die alone, I’ll cry inside, I won’t show regret Don’t bother thinking of me, I’m someone to forget Sometimes I wonder if they said you could go back Would you drive the train any better? Keep it on the track? There’s sunshine every morning, just open up your eyes A loser is only a loser, when he no longer tries Sometimes I think of you, and I just can’t imagine you not trying. Tim Windisch 6/27/2018