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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?

 If I gave my last breath so you could have one more, what would you use it to say?
 If I died today would it impact your life or would you just forget about me tomorrow?
 If you looked in my eyes and saw that they were saying I love you what would you do about it?
 If I fell in love with you could you handle the intensity or would you just turn it against me?
 For a word that is comprised of only two letters it is a very powerful word.
 If you want to learn about yourself and others just ask……….IF.

May 29, 2011 Posted by | Feelings from war and beyond | , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Has Death Won?

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

May 29, 2011 Posted by | Feelings from war and beyond | , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

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.

May 28, 2011 Posted by | Feelings from war and beyond | , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

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!

May 28, 2011 Posted by | Feelings from war and beyond | , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

That Kind of Man

I believe in GOD and manners.
I have fought for mine and others banners.
I can’t stand cheatin’ and stealin’.
I hate lying and crooked dealin’.
I say yes sir and yes ma’am.
My parents and my children have made me the man I am.
When I’m away and start to feel blue.
I look at her picture and feel a love that is true.
I’m a warrior and a fighter this I know.
And for a love like this there’s nothing i won’t do or a place I won’t go.
I am tough and I am strong,
but I am not perfect and can admit when I am wrong.
I will make a stand for what I believe and hold dear.
But when I am hurt i will cry a tear.
I hate when people turn their family to shame.
I can’t stand when people mess up and find someone else to blame.
I love with intensity and do what I can.
I love and believe these things because I am that kind of man.

May 7, 2011 Posted by | Feelings from war and beyond | , , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment

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