Dont think me a happy person
I am no saint
I have scares that define my flaws
I try to be a man of Honor
I try to stay positive
But it’s hard when I find companionship in the night
Without intending to give more than my body to the night
This makes me a Villain to the women who bring me pleasure
Does this dishonor my name
I smile
But the pain of my past
Silently consumes my Heart
Only revealing its self when another gets to close
Or gets to know my Heart
Can a women Love someone in so many pieces
Spread over the course of years and places
What I am
Is just another ordinary guy
There’s nothing special or different about me
When it comes to the matters that mean the most
To a women
Hence I am without wife or child
I’m of my own accord
And this is my fate
So please don’t think me a happy person
Until you’ve gotten to know
The real me
-Fin-
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