It’s 3am
She sits outside her house.
Waiting for the love of her life to return home.
He went AWOL for the past six,seven days.
Stuffed in his pocket was the trust that she had given him.
Back in her house
her son is soundly sleeping.
But he has drenched his pillow with cold tears.
All he wants is daddy to come home.
And while he’s hoping,his loving mother starts to draw…
A heart.
A small little heart.
But it’s empty inside.
The colour red is missing.
The family love is missing.
All she wants is him back.
Is that so hard to understand?
Look,her wrists are even bleeding
but no one really cares.
He is now standing on the roof of a building.
His tears roll doen from his face and 24 storeys down.
In his hand is a piece of paper saying his life is over.
And on the other side he uses a pencil to…
Draw.
The word hope.
Then he scribbles it away.
He vandalises it.
False hope it is.
All he wants is her back.
Is that so hard to understand?
Look,he’s now falling downwards
but no one really cares.
All they want is love
but that’s impossible
to get it now
maybe forever.
They say life is unfair
and I strongly agree.
Every minute,every second
they live in misery.
I am now staring outside the window.
Looking at the couple standing across the road.
In front of me is a cup of coffee that has turned cold.
I abandon it,take out a hanky and start to…
Draw.
A boy and girl.
A cute couple.
They’re holding hands.
They look inseperable.
But if you look at it again.
You will realise
that both of them are weeping.
Distrust it is.
This word has torn us apart.
It has left a really huge scar.
No one can ever fix it.
It’s incurable.
All I want is you back.
Is that so hard to understand?
Look,ten pills are down my throat
and no one really cares.
All we want is love
but that’s impossible
to get it now
maybe forever.
We say life is unfair
but no one else agrees.
Every minute,every second
we live in misery.
Adam 