Mind full of memory,
Than with hope.
The past puncturing
The present like a bunch of
Stealing knives.
Killing the soul with each stab,
The blade feeling like an
Immortal blade,
In there is no healing from.

Eyes like an endless ocean
Of secrets and lies.
Emotions crashing down on
The shores of the soul.
Feelings walking a great journey
Throughout life.
Love being a suicidal drug
For lonely men,
Who cry out.
Wanting to be loved
By everybody.

Women locking their
Feelings behind
Iron gates,
No man can break through.

These are the feelings
Some people go
Throughout life
Feeling.
One of life's greatest mystery
Is how to make
Someone love you free
Willing.

Wondering through the
Sands of time,
Shadows of people's legacy
Around every corner.
Memory is the forgotten key
To life.
Time is a window of the
Soul.
Earth trembling in sadness.
Emotions being the mechanics
Of life.

I have not deserted this blog again just gotten busy and having writer's block

I look before me into
The horizon.
I see the vast emptiness
Of ocean stretching
As far as I can see.
Standing on the edge,
I hear the deafening roar
Of the waves pound against
The jagged edge.
I feel the blustery wind blowing
Across my face.
I see the violet lightning arching
Across the nighttime sky,
As the malevolent storm approaches
Me.
The beast inside me stirs from its mighty
Slumber.
I feel its rage burning inside of me.
It lusting to break free and make the
World feel its wraith.
Burning fire of vengeance,
Burns like a beacon in my soul.
Trying to hold back the devastated
Soul.

The storm rages on uncontrollably,
The wind blows down anything in its sight.
Thunder shaking the ground as
If it was an earthquake.
Feeling the anger of despair,
The ocean swallows the huts that are
Near the water's edge.
Hearing the horrific screams of villagers,
As they are swept out to sea.
Other villagers look upon in disbelief
That their brothers and sisters
Were swept out to sea.

The storm disperses,
The heavenly light of the sun
Shines on what's left of
The tiny village.

We decide what is right
And what is easy.
How does one person
Know what they do is
Even right?
We have to pay the
Consequences for each
Choice we have to make,
And pay for our choices.
Nobody can escape the fate
Of made choices.

Can not sleep,
Mind racing with thoughts,
Memories flooding my mind,
Voices of those who have passed
Speaking in mind.

Night turning into dawn,
Still not able to sleep,
Today is your day.
Today you will embark on
A journey everyone takes.

Dawn turning into day,
People gathering for your
Special day.
Even though this time is
Different,
You'll always have friends,
Near and especially far.

Still can not sleep.

I know that I have so many experiences only in the past thirty one years of my life.  I just like everybody else who has seen loved ones pass, experienced life, found true happiness, and I wouldn't change one thing about it.  I serve awesome GOD, and thankful that he let me live this long, and I hope that he lets me live a little while longer.  Never had any fancy clothes; never had anything handed to me, always had to work for what I got.  I'm happy that I have a steady job, a wonderful wife that I get to come home to each day to from work, friends, and a wonderful family that loves me unconditionally.  I know the true adventures of life are fixing to start. I just pray that GOD gives me strength, courage, and patience whenever my wife and I have a kid. As people will say this is just the beginning of life and there are several more chapters that have to be written, but I'm ready to write those chapters done.  May God Bless you all.