Bill Simmons


Lonesome Halls - Poem by Bill Simmons

From my bed the letter I read
That she left behind
One would think be easier now
But some things stay in the mind

Lonesome halls and barren walls
Where love once was home
Nothings worse than this loneliness
And missing her alone

Sometimes I try the tears I fight
But still they do come
And I think about my life a mess
And I think about what I’ve done

If I could I know I would
Go back and undo
All the things where I lost her
And let her know love true

But tonight I’ll see the light
As another night of tears I fight
Time is spent and love has went
I’ll never see again from her eyes

There is nothing worse than this loneliness
And sitting here at home
The empty halls the barren walls
Crying all alone.



Copyright 2007 Bill Simmons
AKA BillWilliamStar@aol.com

author: When Cannons Fire & The Kingdom

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 3, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 5, 2011


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