Soldier On
by Michael Romani

In the riches of my embarrassment
I think that I've lived enough
To now know just what you meant
When you said that I wasn't tough
Tough enough to somehow claw back
To the surface of all that I now lack
But, I know I have to soldier on
The problem is that the soldier is gone
A drunk needs a reason to be sober
God, I wish I was still that soldier
Instead, here we are without any denial
No longer willing or even able to smile
Now that you've taken the last of my heart
Are you ready for my world to be fallen apart?

For the first time in such a long time
I'm starting to feel myself again
Struggling hard from darkness into sunshine
I only wish I had some kind of plan
Gone is the sound of the false applause
I've got to move forward; no longer on pause
Yes, I know I have to soldier on
Maybe, that solider cannot stay gone
Stone cold and more than deadly sober
Forgive me, God, if I yet again become the soldier
No longer able to afford to live in this denial
No long willing or able to fake this smile
By hurting my children, you have broken my heart
Are you ready for me, now that you've taken my world apart?

June 6, 2017  Michael Romani
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