Sickness

I dare you to ask me what I see when I look at you? You got the courage to ask what do you mean to me? Let go of your fear and ask what’s my vision of it all? Everything on the road behind me comes in 20/20. The past is in the rear and…

Maybe…

I hate the word maybe. Seriously. I feel the same about possibly. I want confidence when we speak. Talk to you like my confidante. Whisper secrets in your ear about my dreams as you sleep. I don’t want you to ever doubt. I also don’t want you to ever think I’m perfect. I’m a man…

1-800-799-(SAFE)

You don’t know when the change happened But it happened You couldn’t change it back No role reversal You couldn’t rearrange his fist of anger into words of compassion Hugs and kisses, all those X’s and O’s became something else Something vicious The intent became malicious Women adapt to so many harsh environments Living shouldn’t…

Vicious Memories

“I’m not much of a sharer, I much rather listen”-Says the guy who wants to be an honest writer and has an entire platform that is dedicated to his thoughts and life experiences. Says the man who is me, the one who in a crowded room doesn’t like to reflect on the past tense.  Welcome…

My A Christmas Story.

I love my family. I love my family. I love my family. I often repeat this to myself after two days with my family and I am annoyed and over the situation. I do love my family dearly. We only get together once every year or two and usually around the holidays. The vast majority…