Lonesome Again Poem by Kurt Barekman

gently ache left in my heart
it feels like i have broken a part
of something vital just maybe
or perhaps i'm just lost just maybe
in a thought world full of peril
evil things about to fill my barrel
full of insanity and fear
perhaps i can escape with one of these beers
or maybe i can find another way
that will not make me pay
for my sins that i have committed
oh please let them be omitted!
from my holy record at the golden gate
as i sit in line and wait
for you to save me from my hell