I’ll be sitting on the fence;
until the cows come home,
You can steal my thunder,
and you can break my bones.
Blood is thicker than water
and you’re the apple of my eye,
you may steal my thunder,
but you're a blessing in disguise,
Because honey!
You're just so easy on the eye,
It’s true I’m shallow;
but you're so easy on the eye.
I like the way you walk,
I like the way you talk,
I like the way you move,
I like the way you groove,
I like the way you scream,
I like the way you shout,
I like the way you spit, (Swollow)
I like the way you pout!
Because honey
You're just so easy on the eye,
It's trues you're a monster;
but you're so easy on the eye!

I never could have guessed it,
that addiction would swollow me.
This rabbit hole I've fallen down,
is so **** dark now I can't see.
I want help.
I know that I do,
I make myself sick because,
addiction made them take my kids.


Yet still I sit alone,
getting high
all by myself.
Looking at my future,
now placed high upon a shelf.  
I can no longer reach it,
it's getting higher up the wall.
Or maybe it isn't the shelf that moved,
perhaps its
I
that
began
to
fall?

This addiction keeps pulling me down,
I sink deeper every minute.
I wish I knew how to climb back out,

I wish I wasn't lost in it.

I wish I'd never started down,
the path that lead me here.
But who is it I would be now,
without the past 6 years?
Id be a different person.
Clean?
maybe or maybe not.
But the past 7 years have changed me,



I for sure have learned alot.

Briefly I catch a glimpse of your reality
The ripples of your self confessed desire
Shimmer on in my thoughts
Heaven only knows
Where your angels lie sleeping
Whilst your demons never seem to rest
A moment
Is all that is taken
A tear
For a worthy apponent
Who fell short
And who couldn't find the strength
Or will to carry on
Holding against my breast
The picture I took
You were laughing at some obscure
Remark made about life in general
Your outlook blinded by the ripples of circumstance
I loved you then
As I love you now
Yet I have lost that hollow emptiness
That threatened to swollow me whole
Peaceful summer evenings
Drinking rose
Remonising on lifes finer qualities
Under willow trees
That no longer weep your name
Seem to hold the dreams of lovers yet met,
Poems yet written and days not yet spent
Life is only good when we believe
So believe my friend
In dreams
In hope
In beautiful horizons laid bare
I will see you there maybe
In futures warm embrace
Amongst words
Within dreams
The essence of life holds me
Lifting me higher so that I May see reality
As never I saw it before

Sweet Men are Like... Rare flowers..those like Jade Vine,

Gibraltar Campion, Franklin Tree, Kokai cookei,  and the

Chocolate Cosmos rare and unique hard to find kind

that will not adapt to the principles and

culture of a insensitive rough society. Equipped with

good values that often seem extinct.

  Decent and unique men are like..cotton candy, strong visual yet rugged look,
sweet sugar treats melts in your mouth., lightly

won't leave you over filled with heaviness and drama.

Some men are like first class planes...takes you flying high and the ride is exquisite,

stimulating personal, makes you dream big..are

accomodating comfortable, treats you with class.

A wanted man is like.. soothing running waters,, able to quench your heated passions,  fulfil

your hungered needs, satisfy your mental thirst, and ruffle your straightened sheets, tackle your

energy and substain a stable environment.

A Good man..is made from the best of fabrics, has quality material,  has stamina, drive and

strength sewn in, wears his smile day and night, because contentment with just one and only one

suits him wisely and justly.

  A good man has been modified to fit his specific woman all her imperfections, and shortcomings

fit his model and he is equipped to handle them.

In a good man the perfect mixers have been stired blended and folded into his batter.

That when baked to right temperatures brings out the best in his Lady,

hides her sour, and covers her blemishes.

making what was less more better, and completing her short commings and she comes out smelling divine.

  A awesome man..In the mist of battles  with his woman is like a  scattered rain storm.

Can come loud hard or soft and lightly..

but afterward washes in sweet healing cleanses they both can

benefit from and still grow.

Career bachelor Types of men

Some men are like..Hoarders.. they  collect all kinds of women

never letting go of any..got more than they know what to do with..

Many screaming for their time and attention.

Investigators...Some men like to spy and see what this one and that one is doing..

Gamblers..They take big risks, put lots at stake and take foolish chances..Leeches...

They hang on you like your all they have and **** you dry of most of your

resources, clingy, jealous, needy, greedy...selfish inconsiderate leechers.

  Con artist..They give you a great speech about want they want..

how they will give their all and your all they need.

It sounds sweet and genuine but he's lying. Like Flies... buzzing in your ears..

humming annoying, bothersome, pitiful.. pesty, nosey, going

from place to place spreading nasty germs..reading posting,

bragging think they the stuff when they are just a bug a boo fly and a lie.
Some men are like..Toads big stuffed and lazy..just want to hop on you ***** you.

Do you get all they can from you..Big lazy and have lots of

time of his hands to rib bit rib bit get all you have.

And are crap seekers. Always ready  to swollow the energy from you.
Some are Huge liers.. about their past, relationships, friendships, and hardships..

telling lies for sympathy..In the end you'll hate you allowed him to waste your time..

Just my saying by me and my sayings..

Sharday.  

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Forever wasn't a lie,
it just all fell apart.
I tried to mend the scars,
left on your broke heart.

But you pushed me far,
and you pushed me away.
Wouldn't let me express,
words I needed to say.

Whenever I asked,
you would say "Not now".
I want this to be fixed,
some way, some how.

If you would only listen,
to the words I need to say.
If you would come with me,
after work some day.

Walk down by the water,
yell if we need to.
Get it all out together,
even if I hate you.

By the end we have said,
all that needs to be said.
Everything will be out in the open,
everything will be meant.

I'm just tired of playing games,
running on a rollercoaster of lies.
I don't want you to leave,
to say a final goodbye.

I told you I would take,
if friendship was all you had.
But one minute it was okay,
the next you were mad.

I want the whole truth,
no more stone cold lies.
I want our friendship adn honesty,
no more awful goodbyes.

Because this isn't right,
and you can't just leave.
We're in this together,
you and me.

You've always been there,
my very best friend.
I won't walk away,
this can not be the end.

So swollow our prides,
let's sit down and talk.
Face to face for once,
by the water on a dock.

The only way to solve,
all that has been done.
The only way to win,
a battle that isn't won.

It will never be fixed,
by just walking away.
Time heals all wounds?
Well honey, not today.

We need to hear,
words left unsaid.
The truth behind it all,
everything that was meant.

Every last truth,
no more lies.
Without pushing away,
no more goodbyes.

Sleepless nights fills my desires to fight this Demented life of battles .
swords with Kryptonite. Ashes to shadows. Every direction I look theirs someone to dismantle.
Dragon spitting flames. Hot enough to  Melt the rains.A roar that leaves your bones rattled. Darkness over towers those who falls limitless to power or who opposed the handle . It's the last flicker of a candle as the hour lingers helplessly on. Every right is misplaced by wrong. Distorted Visions, All time Heights of superstitions. Mentally intense missions. To over come these dimensions Is to over come the decisions. So every choice matters when life seems to get devoured. Never turn your back and coward . The sun grows brighter as your strength grows mighter. . All the time u spend   Sins after sins adds up in the end.  Your visions goes blurry before it clears again. Your foes scary as the tears blows away in the Wind.
For those who criticize. Solidify the situation by intercepting pure determination. Tune the station trough meditation. see the light at end of the tunal
Just before the iritation stettles your rust turns into medal. Incapacitated toughts rips through the knots. Got to focus before the brain dies and rots. Don't roll the dice. Pay the price. For its a low cost to gain the lost. Turning sorrows into delights. The roads we take to control the stakes will leave you emotionally awake. If your tomb stone could speak you as well wouldn't sleep. No need to be discrete. Fill the nights skys with screams. Terrifying the weak. Warnings of the  horror that creeps through the sheets. All the pain that follows makes it hard to swollow. Need coals to carry on. Need souls to barrow.