Without You

By Stone Bryson

They said that you were wicked,

and that you would bring me down,

they told me to get rid of you,

so I sent you out of town.

Now the days gone by without you here

have left me low and blue,

I don’t want to live another day,

if I live it… without you.

My sleep is cold and restless,

waking hours spent in vain,

I stare endlessly at nothing

while the numbness works my brain.

They’re trying to keep you from me,

not knowing that you are true,

well I don’t think I can go on

if it must be… without you.

They stared at us with disdain

when we would step outside,

They punished me for holding you

'cause I would not cringe and hide.

They treated us as second class

because of what we do,

Well I'd rather die and burn in hell

than go on... without you.

Copyright © 2006 Stone Bryson.  All Rights Reserved.

Written September 2006

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