If I could ask

If I could do one thing in my life That my heart desires to ask What truth lies What made him do that task Even though he knew that we would get to know the truth somehow Which would make him look low I would ask what were the circumstances that he made her his wife Was he so much in tension that he drowned himself in that fucking wine He said he wasn't afraid of anything Then what made his heart fling Oh frustrated brain , a drink after drink after drinks Not only remembering but also thinking about it makes my heart sink Yes it did , It did like the rain falls in the soil and spreads spontaneously And it did in my body If I could ask these questions, I would ask why But knowing that, it's all in past Thinking about it , I wonder how much my happiness would last So I sigh with a aghast