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Emotions aren't that hard to borrow, when love's a word you never learned~Avril Lavigne, Give You What You Like
You will always be too much of something for someone: too big, too loud, too soft, too edgy. If you round out your edges, you lose your edge. Apologize for mistakes. Apologize for unintentionally hurting someone-profusely. But don't apologize for being who you are.
I care too much.
You're better off without me.
I'm a fucking idiot.
Next time he says it's better to be numb
I'll believe him.
It was a cast of characters
I will never forget.

There was the Jack of all Trades,
Master of none, a multifaceted man
Whose blue eyes and strong jaw
Could bring the most anxious of men peace.

The Saint, who quoted God's word,
All while holding a loaded gun to the
Enemy's head. Even though he held
Judgment Day in his hands,
I feared him not.

The Bastard, who smelled of
The feral animal that he was,
Made Me nauseous as his hot breath
Touched my neck and his hand
slid up my dress, and landed
Roughly on my thigh.

The Scheide, whose funny
Accent and black eyes made him
The only threat to a girl like me,
Who knew no One and did not
speak the language
Of my intruders.

Finally, there was the Soft One,
Whose gentle heart broke through
His fatigues. He was fooling no one.
I immediately knew all his secrets,
And he knew none of mine.

It was he who held me,
The boy (and he was truly just a boy),
Who landed a foreigner to kill
The husbands of my friends,
And the fathers of the neighborhood kids.

It was he, who when I was offered to him,
Gave me protection against his company,
Who all but the Jack, only cared that he
"got a piece," as they wanted a piece
Of their own.

And it was he, who was the last thought
In my head as the bomb went off,
Splashing red on the bricks and mortar
Of my home.

If I could pardon but one soul,
It would be the Soft One,
Who cried at the sight of my
Crimson streaked dress and
Raged at the Bastard, who
Enjoyed every minute of my demise,
Simply because of my place of birth.

I never loved you, Soft One.
But if I could've loved anyone,
It would've been you.
The Fury
I watched the movie "Fury" this weekend, and the emotion that followed overwhelmed me. The myriad of feelings over this war film
Held me for hours later, and it's one I certainly won't forget.
I've been the easy piece of
ass more than once,
But perhaps it's because I
Saw something that I craved,
And never had...

The ability to walk away
Unaffected, never
Needing more than
The warmth of a body.

The connection that's never made.
The attachment that's never formed.
The phone call that never comes.

I cannot touch you, him, her
Because you are dangerous ground
For a woman like me.
There's a certain type of
Self-preservation that must be
incorporated in being the
Emotional freakshow that is me.

I am much more than you can handle,
Today and every day,
And it's not because I am a hero,
A martyr, or the woman of your dreams,
Carving out your every fantasy in
Color, shape, and proportion.

It's more that I am an ocean of tears,
An abundance of passion (and not always the good kind),
And the tight rope between life and death
Every. Moment. Of. My. Life.

Step right up, or fall back.
I am not for the already weary.
I am for the well-conditioned
Gatherer of bullshit
That falls into your hands,
Hopefully to grow into something
Beautiful and worthy of a good love story.

Yes, I might have appeared easy.
But trust me, there is nothing easy
About me.
It's Palm Sunday, and I need to focus on something other than me. Not my best work, nor the best sentiment. Comments are appreciated from those that follow my work. Cheers~Kiddo


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