If I could show you
Everything I've seen
War and from my eyes
Maybe someone would understand me

I push and I push
For understanding and patience
Yet I find the most resistance there
It is something we all need to make a part of our lives

Life is too short
To be upset
To hold grudges
To hate
To be mean

Based on that mentality
I have been walked on and over
But I won't change
It's not a fault
I am doing what needs to be done

I am a trained killer
But that doesn't mean I cannot have a little bit of patience
Sometimes
You find out what is real
When you take the time to listen

We're all just people
Our hearts aren't that different
And maybe they aren't at all

If I could show you
What it took to make me listen
And see
You most likely would

It's difficult enough just trying to trudge through this
As a "regular" man
I'm not anymore

I have a responsibility to share my experience

I am trying to show you

I'm still surprised sometimes
By how alone I can still feel
Even when I'm surrounded by people who care
I catch myself wearing a fake smile around
So no one knows the face hidden beneath the mask
And that is why I'm alone
Because no one really knows what's going on
Even when I try to explain
I never feel satisfied that I succeeded
Sometimes
It's just me and my poetry

~~♥~~

I used to think men
should be more like books
Both you cannot
judge by looks...

If I didn't want to finish reading
I put it down... no heart was bleeding

A book will never fuss or fight
It will stay with you
through the night...

It doesn't smoke. It doesn't drink.
It won't leave toothpaste
in the sink!

It doesn't binge... it don't eat...
It won't leave up the toilet seat!

It don't forget. It doesn't mope.
It won't hog the TV remote!

It doesn't have to have
The last say...
It doesn't have legs

to walk away.

But it's not soft. It isn't warm.
It doesn't keep you
safe from harm.

Even though it makes no fuss
It can't think. It can't discuss.

Even though it has its charms
it can't hold you in its arms.

It doesn't pine. It doesn't miss.
It can't hug and it can't kiss.

So now I think on it again...
... I think BOOKS should be
             more like MEN!!!


SoulSurvivor
2/20/2015

i think
i've forgotten how to swim
but i'd rather drown
than reach for your hand
don't let me
pull
you
d
o
w
n
i've dug a hole
too deep
to climb out
save your ropes

it's a nice view from down here

I've questioned what being in love was
Multiple times
Asking why does she mean this to me?

I'm caught between reality and feelings
Trying to decide if I should fight
Should I believe
In the possibilities?

Love is always a possible thing
We should all love a little bit more
But when it comes to a special person
It becomes a real and very serious
Question

For instance
I see that you like me while I'm happy and at my best
But I need to know
Can you handle me when I'm low and at my worst?

So based on what you've told me
You have baggage
You know what?
I do too

Can you bear my burden?
If I help you bear yours?
Am I worth your patience?
Your understanding
Your moment to consider
To take time to fully appreciate my worth?

All these questions, but things take time
Trust isn't something to be given away
I am just as unsure as you

Love is
Wanting someone to find happiness
With or without you

loseen the grip
that's in your finger tips
wrapped around your neck

for it can not take back
the words
you never said
in your head

loosen the tape
that binds
around your irregular waist

for it won't mold your shape
deep enough
to change the state
of your breaking heart

loosen the chains
that have been broken
from your ankles
instead of holding them
in place
with your unforgiving hands

loosen me

until i am free enough
to fall at your feet

My greatest strength
Was that you underestimated me
You left your guard down
And I came in with my all
You forgot
The bigger you are
The harder you fall

When I was young
When I was small
The problems of the world didn't phase me at all

Small in stature
And in understanding
Wanting to be an adult
Then my life would be of my planning

The adults said, "Enjoy being a child while you still can!"
"Because time goes by fast and one day you will be a man."
Not realizing how short that time really was
I shook my head and didn't listen just because

I just didn't get it as a little person
That life really was easier as a child
Free to be free
Growing like a flower wild

The day of becoming a man
Came and went long ago
Lost was the sense of home and comfort
Once the weight of the world fell upon my shoulders

I now tell my son,
"Enjoy being a child while you still can!"
"Because time goes by fast and one day you will be a man."
He smiles and shakes his head
"You're probably right.  Okay dad."
And for that,
I'm glad

Such a mess sometimes
This thing we call life

When you realize so many things have gone wrong
And things have gotten to this point
Far from the original plan
You had
From the beginning when you were young
Carefree and innocent of life's harsh realities

Life made plans for you otherwise
And now, here you are

"That's life" people most likely said
They also probably told you to move on
Or some **** like that

But you can still keep working on
Finding your way back to
Getting your life back on that path
You want to walk