I lost my heart.
No, seriously I’m not sure where it went.
People say to follow your heart, but I let mine roam.
A true nomad.
Moving from land to land.
Never staying long enough to consume all of the natural resources.
A respectful love, just not forever.

My heart is naive.
Mirroring all the common characteristics of a innocent child.
So credulous in spite of the numerous lessons learned from being so trusting.

My mind is overbearing.
A warden, feelings must stay contained.
My heart is only meant to beat.
Not to love ever again.

One candle on my birthday cake.
The room was filled smiles and laughter.
Everything is great nothing to wish for..

Ten candles on my birthday cake.
My father wasn’t there for this one.
I wish he was around more..

18 candles on my birthday cake.
I can think for myself.
I wish my mom wasn’t so controlling..

21 candles my birthday cake.
I’ve been self medicating before I was legally able to.
I wish there was another way for me to cope with my issues..

30 candles on my birthday cake.
Celebrating this one with wife and kids.
I wish for many more..

35 candles on my birthday cake.
Divorced feeling alone.
I wish I had some company.

40 candles on my birthday cake.
I think it’s time to blow the candles out.
I wish my wishes came true.

War is glamorized in every way that
peace is a delusion. We wake
up prepared to be agitated.
So much so we're upset before
any thing negative occurs. Lets
fight for peace. Arm ourselves
for battle! were losing the Earth,
but hope isn't lost.

When I was young I
met a circus performer.
I was interested in finding out
how he learned to
ride a unicycle. I blurted
out the question anxious for
his response. He looked me
in my eyes and replied. Life
is about balance. Never
be so righteous that you become
a judge-mental holy roller,
but also don't be unprincipled
lacking morals taking advantage
of the good hearted. I sat
there puzzled and still to this
day I don't know how to ride
a Unicycle, but that lesson
taught me how to be a decent
and understanding human being.

Love got between you being
the reason I smile.

Backpack lightly packed sitting on the bed.
No plane tickets, no travel guide, no peer recommendations for this trip. Just a comfortable pair of shoes.  

It’s been real noisy lately.
Arguments over opinions expressed as facts.
My Television is unplugged. However my phone is wirelessly tethered. Socially trained by the media.
Even though I woke up on the right side of the bed. With a loud ping my phone notifies me of today’s outrage.

Power off!

Today I walk away. Heading north until I reach a quiet place.

I use to feel ashamed for being an Introvert.
Not necessarily afraid to go outside and be
amongst the crowd, but finding solace in
being alone surrounded by four walls and a
good book.
That was all the excitement I needed.
What I was insecure about is now my
strength! Everyday inside alone with
my books of poetry is another life saved.
Another year for a grandmother to watch
all her seeds sprout. One day we should
all hope to see our generational
garden flourish. Protect the gardeners, because one day once your seeds are planted you will want to live and see them bloom.

Understand that every opportunity is like a wish granted from a genie.
Granting you another step towards whatever you may desire.
That is why its important to take advantage of every opportunity, but first be sure to dedicate your life to something you love. So that every opportunity you encounter leads you closer and closer to true fulfillment.
Surround yourself around whatever you’re passionate about.
Breakaway from the mundane. Live your passion!
Live the life you wish!

One thing I hate about getting older
is growing cautious. Every news article I
read puts up another barrier. Life experiences
taught me not to trust so easily. Although
learning from not only my own experiences,
but also the experiences of others makes
you wise. I Feel as if I miss out on
so many opportunities because I'm scared
to take the risk. Its true ignorance
is bliss, but only the young can afford
to be ignorant.

She was broken. I've always
wondered why she casted her
insecurities upon me. Not realizing
The many lies she had been told.
I tried to help her the best I
could, but she needed space and
time to be alone. I was selfish only
thinking about my needs. ****
that my wants! I lusted for her
Physically not caring about her
broken mental state.

Meeting new people shouldn’t be a daunting task, but it often feels like it. Intentions aren’t worn as ****** expressions, and kind words are just bait for prey. Friend or foe time will tell, but we will start with a smile and a handshake.