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I still remember your face in the falling light. Forbidden nights to extinguish our pain. Or maybe my pain, you made your plight That night we danced in the falling rain Or in your room to hushed songs, feeling right when it's wrong and happy when it's shame. I won't hear you say my name like you had When you whispered in my ear of love to loss, And the one we’d lose in playing this game And I cried real, broken tears of tainted joy, In anguish to losing you to reality again. Cursed to suffer without you in my life And the joy of having seen your eyes in the failing light. I still remember.
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Proclaim

The thought of you excites me, Breaking my thought trains, The happiness you give me Tugs and pulls at my heart strings. I love you More than I thought could be Or at the very least More than I thought could come from me. You are my everything, My all, my lifespring, My beginning and my ending, With every fiber of my being, I love you. If I were to lose you for any reason, Or fault of my own, or just the season, The mark you left when you eased in, The love and morality in to my reason Will stay with me for the rest of my life During pain or happiness it will be my light, My guide to who I should and want to fight To be.   If I lose you and you lose me.   I will love you forever, eternally.

I need

I need to find me to see what's behind me, I need to see myself before I see the what's coming, I need to know who I was before I see who I can be, I need to know where I started before I see to where I'm running, Another year has passed and now I'm to celebrate my birth, First, I need to see what's transpired since I came to this earth, What I see gone disappoints me to a great extent, What I see in store scares me to the core of my being and self, The people I've lost, the things I've done, people that came and went, All in the past now, I've barely made it to stack another year on the shelf, Lord, help me be a better me and help me do the things I need to, So I can celebrate in clear conscience next year, if you haven't taken me to meet you.

Woke With Rage

I woke with rage beyond my mind It's tempting, I find. Intensifies with time I whisper to myself, "I hate this place..." God Dammit, I hate this place and the face That stares back at me in the dreaded glass. I don't even know what "this place" means. Whatever reality shattered my dreams Or took my drive, gumption and nerve. And I can't help but think that I deserve Whatever fate this was destined to be. "Breathe," I say. I can get past this. Whatever this is can be forgotten in time, The thought is tempting, I find. 

Gratitude

I hear my kids laugh and I think of their past when they first said "dad" and all the times they were sad and, my God, I swell with desire to see them grow old. I hear the stories told from those before me and thank God they were bold enough to help me create the life that I hold. I, simply, see the next sunrise and thank God I'm alive and can, maybe, strive for this idea of acceptance to his eyes. I rejoice in each day created by the Lord, I lived to see it rise. Gratitude will keep my thoughts on a high rise and my hope will be my guide

Path

The path that I travel was revealed in the dark. The spark of a dream set my goal, set apart From all the roads I've previously taken.   Shaken and stirred by the world, struck abrasive. And now I face him in the dim, dim light And I fight him with all mustered might And realize tonight that he and I are one. His eyes see the sun as mine, can't run Because his heart is mine that beats. He's me and I'm him.  Take control and grit our teeth. Face the demons of his creation that feast  On his pride and release destructive talk. Ive walked as him and broke in the duration. Now I face him. And I will win.

My Flag

The stars and stripes blow proudly in the breeze. I stare, lost in far gone life, loudly it stares back at me. My flag. I claimed it as mine at one time. My symbol divine. A beacon that shines, calling those like me to loyalty and fire. The inspired fought bravely, some lost their lives and we cried But pressed on due to duty with their memory inside.  My service expired, the fire never died, the past with them in it is in the forefront of my mind. And now I look at my flag and it looks back. Do you remember me? I ask.