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Jan 2015
Is anything being solved in therapy?
Who knows
Maybe I am just making it into a big role play scenario now

I like role plays
Real life becomes blended with fantasies

I want to find a mistress one day
I wish I could have been an attractive woman
Not a guy that women always ignore

Ah well
Except things the way they are
The struggles
The battles
It is all so real

This is earth
We are fighting

Here I go again
To the driving range
Hitting it so well

I am always the last to leave the driving range
The game
Maybe I never felt love

I love golf
It is always there for me
Not like people
They just pretend I think

The suffering
To live is to suffer
Says the Buddha

It's okay though
Suffering gives my life meaning
My spirit is strong
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
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