Sixteen

Sixteen years trapped beside the ghost that you left
Your ashes don't stem the tide of the oceans they wept
Sixteen years lonely and sixteen years lost

You

Left as a victim but taking the blame
Abandoned interim and mired by disdain
Discarded and derelict, hated and shamed

Sixteen years lonely and sixteen years lost

You

I can't repent for what I never did
But I'll give them something they'll never forgive...

You

©Nigel A. Wilson        ASCAP        zero2ten Publishing