Why fight?

Some do it simply to test themselves, fueled by their

Competitive spirit some are motivated by the money.. some do battle

Out of anger or pain, lashing out at a world that’s been cruel to them… 8/14/12

The pursuit of fun getting in the way of things mostly off the weekends

Bottling out my emotions whom I’m calling my friends

In having the social persona at my prime form right now

In looking around chasing the thrill as it rolls down

While choosing between the two, in taking that just it isn’t you

 But I’m just enjoying the temporary amusement

Were I should be working on my future enrichment…

Made basket lays a bottle of crown

Aside with colors full of flowers the day after

That I got her

But they seemed to pass over, given days later

A cause for bit of laughter and surprise

Willing to show a smile reaching shoulder to shoulder

As I’m trying g to keep pace with my heart

In feeling it beating faster as you approach closer

In thinking I should really take a shot off that

Glass sitting in the moment, seeing that

I’m only this Courageous when I’m on it…

Physically nor mentally, the emotions faired

By her personality being an hour pass late

Seeing that when it comes to women

I’m finding it harder to think straight

Blinded by the beauty it’s easy for them to manipulate

Given that’s a female trait

Where they come to abuse the power

Holding on the pleasures of satisfaction

Growing deeper in the mind of fornication...

The spread of a wildfire, feelings of friendship

Turning into affection and desire

Reflecting off the glass listening off the

Words experiencing the last I’ve heard   

Shortcoming long lasting confusion

Between the two sitting among the one

Second guessing from you

With the intentions breathing true, living apart

A shattered heart, again on second thinking

On what I’m believing

Emotions being countered by the feeling leaving

The pain of deceiving, nerves steadily shaking

Describing the fall in the making…

Young distant feeling, going as far

As not knowing any better, to knowing seeing it closer

With all the mixed emotions I cared to share that moment

Through words can you feel the tension?

Figuring away if it was all worth mentioning

Speaking from my pride, on what I feel inside

Used to be, with those words abusing me

Believing to even thinking as my heart cringing

While I’m asking for an answer

But she cares not to bother, with my emotions

Battling what’s hurting knowing the days are dimming

With a chilling breeze between us, going on chasing

What’s missing, dwelling on the ending?

It's hard to begin when your thinking to much on the end, being on a friend that I am, lending on a open hand. Listening on the hours, reminiscing on ours...  Being caught up on the past as it lives gone but I'm just holding on that bond, so don't think for one blink that your leading me on, cause I'm only enjoying the moment not taking it to serious just living out an experience. Capturing on the now's Photoshopping on the later's with the emotions clearing out years ago, That lives behind the back of my mind, as of now were here reading on our sign,  And I can't help but not stare into the danger that lies within the truth between the lines, given a feeling knowing what I'm getting into. As tomorrow you'll forget who or why or how or when... Cause as a friend all ask if we can we do it all over again?