My Confession - Man to Man

My Confession - Man to Man

"Been one hell of a year", I uttered to my friend.
Lost my wife, my kids and the pain won't end.
I wasn't the best husband, that I'll honestly admit.
But my children are my life, so now here I sit.
Lost in this world of confusion, angry and depressed.
I'm sorry to burden you, but it's time I confessed.
They say it helps to talk, to share the burdens of your guilt.
Thanks again buddy, I'm grateful for this friendship we've built.

Remember the last time we stayed out way too late?
Seems so long ago since we had anything to celebrate.
I was always the life of the party wherever we'd go.
What has become of me? I'm not the same now, I know.
You and I have been friends now for more than twenty years.
But I do believe tonight is the first time you've seen me in tears.
We've fought for one another throughout all this time.
Though this struggle is different, it's inside my haunted mind.

Remember when we'd go to town and how we'd carry on?
Hell, some nights we'd continue until the breaking of dawn.
Now I lay awake each night, dreading the coming of day.
What I really miss is being able to watch my children play.
Now I'm just a weekend father, trying my best to remain strong.
But it's so damn hard when nothing is right and they're all gone.
You're right though, I shouldn't complain, I made the bed I sleep in now.
And with friends like you buddy, I know I will survive this somehow.

Remember all those stupid jokes we'd tell each other all bloody night?
Hell, to be honest, I never thought you were funny, I just laughed to be polite.
Hah! even in this state of mind I'm still much funnier than you can be
But hey, all joking aside, you have always been a best friend to me.
So where do I go from here Buddy? Where can I find my peace?
From these nightmares born of depression that seem to never cease.
Perhaps you're right my friend, the answer lies here at home.
I should call and talk to you, instead of writing this damn poem.