With You

 You don’t listen to me.

Therefore, why bother to speak?

It’s infuriating.

You don’t listen

And when you do

You forget what I say

So why do I bother?

I’m not addicted to pain and abuse 

What a Maze

 Another day

Another dollar

Seeing people

Makes me want to holler

Another life

Another wife

Strikes me odd

Like a priest without a collar 

Would I change

A thing about my being?

Perhaps the booze 

But at least I know I will not lose.

Out of place 

Different rat race 

There must be

Reasons to make a dollar

Once again

 I feel poetic

Drinking wine

Like an aesthetic 

Or is it ascetic 

Numbs the pain

Once again

Found what I

Have been missing

A feeling to the pain 

Numbing it 

to live again 

Oddly enough

Been sober

For three months

All the while

Searching for a feeling

And here it is

Once again

The heaviness that falls

Right behind the eyelids 

Drawing curtains of steel

Unreal, what zeal

I return to the love

Of my life to fight strife.

Red wine

Who’da thunk

This red grape 

breathes new life.

Once again

Can’t explain

But miss it 

I do and do not.

What’s the Reason?

 Mass hypnosis of society, 

blinding all who can see, 

the screens before us, 

rape the eyeballs of the teens, 

I’m so tired, 

of all of the distractions, 

that only blur 

what we perceive, 

what once was real, 

can never be retrieved 

as long as social media runs waywardly, 

with wanton disregard for life and limb, 

it continues into abysmal infinity.

Walls of Silence

 The feel

So sweet

The solitude

So deep

It electrifies my brains 

Sending sound waves through my brains

Through the muck, fear and fire,

Only joy, it shall remain .

Should I embrace it or battle it?

My longest relationship 

Is this love worth fighting for

Or do I  love this fight?

Vanquished all, 

So I have done.

A lover and a fighter?

Within, both have become one.

Medina

 To forget

To numb pain

To forget about the pain 

that’s been numbed once again.

“I’ve been thinking about you,” 

is what I need to hear

From the love of my life 

That I hold so close so dear.

Rough One

 I failed as a parent tonight.

I have to let shit slide for the greater good.

I wasn’t a dad.  I was a bully.

He has a strong will.  I have to be better about persuading him.  I don’t want him to develop Daddy issues.