Random thoughts
Starting new , a different life, single dad through pain and strife. three little girls, my world, my pride, they keep my broken soul alive. Iraq, Afghanistan, I've seen the flame, the things i've done still speak my name. the sleep wont come, the dark is not kind, nightmares march inside my of mind. It was her I chose, or none at all, without her love, my mind spirals and fall. should have married the girl i fumbled, now my soul feels lost and humbled. her silence speaks loud, my thoughts conspire. they speak of thoughts that never tire. 100 hours plus, two weeks are gone, i work all day and carry on. my home is a stop, not where i stay, stuck in Antioch's ghetto, THE BAY. Henny whispers, "one more round" I hear my lonely echo's all around. No one left to hear my cries, demons in my ear telling me lies. Some days I dream to disappear, Fade away and be nowhere near. But till that day, i will stand and fight, For my little girls they are my heart and light.