Author Information
The Cold Dark Night
I sit here alone as I do most nights,
the silence and gloom a friendly warm sight,
the sickness within is taking a hold of me,
I’m tired and cold nobody can see,
that I’m slowly slipping into that dark cold place,
where no one will see my worn tired face,
I sit and I think about those that I love,
the ones I’ll be watching from somewhere above,
I think of all the joy they have brought to life,
I wish I could have found one to be my wife,
My love I will always leave with those,
that believed I was more than I really was,
those that gave hope and strength,
to battle again for just one more day,
to wake each morning to I would find,
some one that I could really call mine,
but now I know my time is near,
I’ll go alone with no one to call dear,
my friends my family please don’t cry,
for if it wasn’t for you I would have surly died,
long before now because no one knows,
just how long this sickness has grown,
how long I’ve put up this valiant fight,
to keep away from this final night,
I have loved and lost,
smiled and cried and now its my turn,
to surrender to the dark cold night.
