Sprinkled in your hair,
Every screen saver you had,
Planted in your yard,
'Till he gave them a bad name;
Then all of your flowers died.

Sorry I can't keep up
Guess I slipped a bit earlier
Left behind covered in stardust and feelings of inadequacy
There seems to a pattern appearing
How many times can I reach for a hand that's not there to pull me
to my feet
I guess that's what growing up is about
Learning to hide those holes
in your shoes
and covering up broken bits
of thoughts you'd rather not talk about
I'd rather just jump from the tower
of expectations I've built
because I've never been good
at hiding things
but that seems to be an unavoidable part of trying to keep someone

Explaining my life as a soldier can be summed up simply:
Covered in lice, starving for nourishment, and paralyzed by fear.
I have seen the dark side of this war from my position.
Life in the trenches...
It's a cycle.
A spell in the front line
A stint in the support lines
A period in reserve
It is a living hell.
Death is imminent --  
Death by enemy shelling.
Death by ******.
Or death by disease.
It hangs over our heads like clouds over the sun.
It is everywhere.
In the smell of rotting flesh, overflowing latrines.
The stench of humanity.
And the smell of battle
We know it's coming.
The question is...
When?
When will I feel my own blood on my hands?
When will I see the face of God?
When will I feel no pain?

Our lips touched,
And we burned.
    I was consumed by a passion so intense,
    So fervid, The stars scorched.
You are my only Salvation,
But Salvation is not what I seek.
Not from this glorious lust of insanity.
     *Not now,
       Not ever.

They took her from me.
They wrenched her from my arms
As i Begged and i Pleased
For mercy, A sliver of Humanity?
They took her from me.
Where is the Sun?
I am but a world of emptiness,
Drowned in Seas of Grief.
They took her from me.
And i Tore at my Hair
And i Clutched my Chest
Succumbing to the Pangs of Despair.
Her very memory,
taunts me.
It teases me.
*They took her from Me.

What I've Got,
I've got a lot
I got a third chance
to Resurrect my Life
Around Two People
Who Love Me, Love Me a Lot
In the Norhwest Heaven,
Heaven sent
A Chance to Reunite
with my Mother, she and I are just now getting a Chance
to get to Know each other.
My Mother's Husband is a Trip
An air of Fresh Breath,
a Mint Condiment
A House of Loving Animals,
Quite a Variety, I might add
A Place to Open my Spirit to Nature's Wonder,
To Let Her In, Hear Her Plea
Walk along within Her Comfort
And get to know the Inner Me
God bless, I've Got A lot.

{ My Poetry Home is not forgotten, I have been transformed by my online Family, I really Appreciate all the comfort and wisdom}

I am king,
I am mother,
I am unrequited lover,
I am hopeful,
I am vain,
just a child lost in pain,
I am proud, broke, confused
never touched a real life dude,
kissed a couple, broken laws
wiped off my ***** paws
despite your warnings and your threats
I took the knee, did not repress
what you thought I ought to
I am daughter,
I am son,
I am the unforgotten one,
I am weak but never torn
I stayed awake just for the morn'
I've slain dragons
I've breathed fire
I've earned her blessed long desire
I'm the soul
long-forgotten spark
I am the light
I'll lead you from the dark.