Stranger by JB

Every time I pass that way,

I see him standing there.

There's an empty look upon his face,

those lonely eyes are in a stare.

He never seems to leave that place,

never loses the look in his eyes.

He's always standing there full of pain,

forever hurting until he dies.

I begin to wonder why he stays,

and never tries to leave that place.

Always hurting and forever lost,

though it never shows on his face.

I seen him crying one rainy night,

he was standing there all alone.

I couldn't hear the words he spoke,

but the pain on his face really shown.

Now as I look back into those eyes,

and he's staring straight at me.

I slowly wipe the steam from the mirror,

so that his pain, I can see.

But now as I start to walk away,

our eyes meet one last time.

And as I'm turning off the light,

I know there's no mountain he can't climb.

By: Jeremy Brewer

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