The Aftermath

Here I am, depressed and alone;
No one to love me, a tree through my home.
I look up and I scream "Why me, why?"
I put my face in my pillow and break down and cry.
My strength is gone, my breathing is shallow
Yet somehow I find the strength & see the path I must travel.
The meaning of life is simple you see,
To find it, I jump over the imposing tree.
Every question and lie and mystery surrounds
With a sigh, I take a final glance around.
And there I see it, a bright shiny light!
The source of all happiness, love and delight.
The answer is found, and this is no lie,
In a great big piece of chocolate pie.