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Daniel Jr Apr 2015
It was just a glass, just a bottle of joy.
NO way mommy knew it would hurt her babies.
It was just a glass, just a bottle of joy.
NO way mommy knew it made her sad and angry.

It was just a glass that took my mother away.
It was just a glass that kept me up at night.
It was just a glass that made her maternal connections fray.
It was just a glass that sent me and my siblings into fright.

It was just a glass.
Just a glass.
A glass.
Just one.

I want my mommy back,
even at 18 and a budding man.
I want my mommy back,
to hug me when I'm sad and smile when I succeed.

I want my mommy back, without the glass.
I want my happy back.
Daniel Jr Apr 2015
My eyes are sunken a dark gray aura surrounding their gaze,
My blue irides surrounded by a web of crimson veins.
My ***** blonde hair a tangled mess of greasy strains,
3 am and I realize I haven't slept in days.

3 am and student loan debt is still clawing at my mind,
3 am and over this unemployment ****, I've yet to climb.
3 am and a solution I've yet to find,
Where is my family when i'm in a bind?

Where is mom, still drinking with her friend?
Where is dad, did he leave me for them?
Where is love, on money does it depend?
I'm tired but where do my problems stem?

I'm tired its been 58 hours and 51 minutes,
I'm tired I think I've reached my limits.
I'm tired I just can't win it.
My reflection in the mirror a sad beaten grimace.
Read it in loop
Daniel Jr Mar 2015
Love is not being able to describe the heat in your chest.
Love is the feeling you have when you have ruled out the rest.
Love is something no one else can comprehend.
Love is meant for you and a friend

Love isn't a promise or a contract to be met.
Love is a kiss that leaves your lips wet.
Love isn't a business or corporate deal.
Love is smiling over a home cooked meal

Love isn't a feeling that you put into words.
Love isn't all about the bees and the birds.
Love isn't simply an emotion to feel.
Love is about making love **real.
Daniel Jr Mar 2015
I am a man,
I feel no pain,
I am a man
with nothing to gain.
I am a man,
strong in my heart,
I am a man,
who is falling apart.
I am a man,
I must carry on.
I am a man,
but this war can't be won.
I am a man,
I can not quit.
I am a man,
but I can't handle this ****.
I am a man,
I am independent,
I am a man,
without my love I lament.
I am a man,
but deep down inside,
I am a boy,
with weaknesses to hide.
It may come as a surprise but just as society expects certain truths from women, it demands them from men. Men must be strong, and determined, and responsible, and we must hide our emotions or seem weak. The truth is that men can't always live up to these expectations. What happens when the world falls out from under us? We are expected to keep our composer and hide away our depression. This poem is more or less the thoughts that race through my mind, the battle between the side of me that wants to be a "man" and the side of me that needs help sometimes.

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