How I miss that shoulder
That I leaned upon too hard
A deadly game of poker..
Wicked fates that dealt the cards

Something in how you knew me
So much I couldn't tell
A downward spiral, lost control
My life a living hell

At one time could count my strengths
Now my weaknesses prevail
A nasty view.. an unbalanced mind
'Tis a truly wicked tale

I've dealt with the hand I was given
For it was I who dealt the cards
The game now chosen, Solitaire
It is my just rewards..

Defenseless, no more fight in me
My wish to stay where I call home
Peaceful are my intentions
For I do not care to roam

I've wandered through the Wastelands
They were so desolate and cold
The Chair is my best companion
With sweet memories I hold