Never dreamed,

this nightmare

would come true

I thought we'd be

together - I hadn't a clue.

But as the glass falls

A Troubled Man.

Thin is skin
hold me within
toasted and bread me trouble

I do not hide
soon my future

I heard the bells on Christmas Day,

They spoke to me as friends.

They promised, “Peace! Goodwill to men,”

Would

Disappointment and resentfulness

Sadnes s, anger, and hopelessness,

has surrounded himself in the darkness of despair.

He is

A Chance of Snow

Leaves land at my feet,
rustled by the north wind

Disillusioned- free- the words
are dead in my throat.