Typical Guy

Here I am trying
to sort these thoughts
again I don’t know if
I can find the right words
to express what I am
feeling at this time.
I am a typical guy
I don’t know what
I am doing here it
is like I have been
lead on to believe
in love but it seems
to pass me by and
how I try to find peace
of mind in this twisted
world we live in. I work
hard at everything
I do whether it be simple
or not I am a natural
problem solver
I get deep in these
thoughts late at night
wondering what I am
trying to say I seek a
women that can be true
to her self as well as me
I expect the best from me
I am a natural charmer but sometimes I clam up and
don’t speak my mind
that’s why I type these
words as I sit here waiting
for love to come knocking
on my door hopefully
I can say the right words.
When the time comes
I can feel the hope
floating on the air tense
as I try to see thru to
the core of the matter
no matter what I must
have been wrong I admit
I am not perfect but
I try the best that
I can but then again
I am only a man and
I have just begun to live
so many things
I need to see and
do before it is all thru
but it is a scary world
we live in so much death.
We all have lost love ones
the pain to bear if left for
us still here but happy
memories keep us
carrying on the
pain never going c
ompletely
numb living this life
what have we won what
have I don’t worthy or
.making this world a
better place I try to
pace my thoughts
but they come tumbling
out as fast as I can write
must express these
thoughts and have
them down perhaps
someday I will have
a women in my life
worthy of reading
these thoughts.
I am casting out
in to the darkness
hoping to see a
better way to a
better day I live to
see what tomorrow
might bring so I sing
in the shower
and feel this hope
of being me at the
best in my life
realizing that
I have more
to express than
ever thought before
nothing more can
lead me to this point
caught between
sorrow and joy
someday
I will join all my friends
and family that have
been lost to me
I find it hard to get
close for fear of loss
how tossed my thoughts
get as I sit here near to this completion of
yet anthor.
Poem comes to pass
I had a blast hope
you did too keep on
carrying on no matter
how rough life can be
hold tight to hope
perhaps you will find
when the day finally
comes so just hold
tight to you form of
thought and what
naught think clear
have no fear
I am here for you
to have a shoulder
to cry on and a friend
to laugh with I would
never ask for more than
I would give winter nights
grow long got to move on
and try to find a reason
for this please
don’t dismiss this
as just so much junk
it is my deepest thoughts
expressed in words
so much more to go
but now I need to let this go.