A Man Like This
| I know a man who’s heart is full of love. On one hand his touch lays soft, like a dove. This man is trained with a lot of skill. So, on the other hand he’s equipped to kill. No matter the challenge he trained to do his best. But after all these years his skills he must lay to rest. Some things he’s done may have been bad. But his children can still look at him and call him DAD. Dear friends has he, by his side. Hopefully one day the demons in his dreams will subside. A man like this will never let you see him bend. So, if a man like this calls you friend and you can see his love, but he knows not what to do. Look at him and say “It’s ok “D”, I love you too! |
IF
If I were walking alone would you walk by my side?
If we were separated by a thousand miles would you meet me half way or just tell me not to bother?
If I were to cut all the pain out of me would there be enough of me left to live happy or would I just bleed to death?
If I called you friend would you be mine or just pretend?
Has Death Won?
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I live everyday trying to supress ghosts of days gone by
It hurts so bad, some days I pray to die
I want to live and love
But I fear those days are gone
The days of gentleness like a dove
I fear death may have won
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Our Red, White and Blue
I hang you up every morning and take you down every night.
I have tattooed you on my arm and carried you through the fight.
Everytime your song is played I still weep.
I am comforted in knowing you will cover me when I’m finally laid down to sleep.
Some spit on you, protest you and burn you.
But there are many more who will stand and die for you.
To your enemies you project death, precision and fear,
But to your citizens you project hope and love and are held dear.
Although we are not perfect, we are true.
It’s because we love our Red, White and Blue.
The Day Is Mine
After a sleepless night filled with pain.
I wake up and sit on the edge of my bed.
For 30 minutes I try to suppress memories, demons and guilt all in vain.
I just make myself numb and fool my mind into believing they are dead.
I then stand up and look in the mirror.
With every breath another night gets nearer.
But for now I take a deep breath and gather all my strength to face another day.
No matter how bad my day is I am thankful to be here to meet my friends and watch my children play.
You invade me at night and that is fine,
But by God the day is MINE!
Man I Used To Be
You say things to me like, “You’re mean now.” “You don’t listen to me anymore.” and “You’re not the same.”
You fail to realize that the things I have seen and done were not a video game.
You ask, “What’s wrong?” “Where’s your head?” and “Why don’t you talk to me?”
Did you stop to think that maybe I don’t want you to know what I have done or what eats the inside of me?
Please understand if I don’t tell you the things that draw my attention away.
It’s because the unwelcome thoughts are rising and I am pushing them back to where they need to stay.
If you are already frustrated and disappointed in me, how can I tell you these things and expect you to still love me.
I’m sorry things are hard for me to tell you so you can see.
I am sorry I’m not the loving man I used to be.
Valhalla Tonight
Here I sit, rifle in hand
Killing the natives of a far off land.
The reason I am here?
A madman who spreads fear.
Bodies piled high as far as the eye can see,
Those caught as they tried to flee.
Enemy in sight
I pray my aim is true tonight.
The camp begins to stir
Time flies by as if ablur.
A hard thud to my chest,
I look down and see the hole in my vest.
My buddy looks at me with a tear,
I look at him and say “Do not fear”
Fight with all your might
For I will be waiting for you in VALHALLA tonight!
written by Darren 2-22-09
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