To Night I'm Going Home Poem by Ray Hansell

I turned out the lights
Ready to go to sleep
Hoping that tonight
My sleep will be deep

Too many night all by myself
It hurts to live this way
Every night when I come home
Another sad ending to another day

I get tired of talking to the walls
Hearing the music played next door
I hear footsteps echo down the hall
I wish my life wasn't such a bore

Day after day the same old story
Doing exactly what I did the day before
I can't help but think somehow I failed
Always believing life would hold much more

But I guess I must accept
In this game of life I lost
I was always lead to believe
That living would come with a cost

Now, looking back through the years
I see it all so clear
Through all the struggles and the tears
I never belonged here

So, you see I did pay a price
I was never able to succeed
While some of life was very nice
It never gave me all I needed

So tonight when I go to bed
I will not be alone
I'll have the company of a.45
knowing tomorrow I'm going home


2-17-19/RjH