Staying sober

It was a cold breezy night,
when I saw the shimmering light

A light that made me run away,
though I still had a price to pay

Thinking of what I have done,
asking why I had the gun

Wasting my life with shame,
wondering what have I became

Crying as it starts to rain,
trying to break away the chain

Going home all alone,
heading to the cemetery on my own

Grieving over my dead wife,
remembering how she lost her life

Going to the market buying beer,
forgetting what had happened having nothing to fear

Guess I should stop drinking cause its really bad,
it’s the main reason that got me living so sad