Tuesday, October 10, 2006

The Downward Stair


In desolate home I cry for death.
For life to end, to cease my breath.
I can’t release this great despair.
For all is lost on downward stair.

The warmth is gone, though sun still shines.
My clammy hands are pale, white.
No resonance is in the air.
For all is lost on downward stair.

God why my life, did you forsake?
For joyful be my days no more.
Oh, Help me if you really care!
For all is lost on downward stair.

I’ve no more reason left to live.
To hangman’s noose I’ll surely go.
I've cast my love on downward stair,
and still she lay, lifeless below.