Voice of Reason

She is the sanity,
the force and the upstanding wall
of certainty.

Questions may abound but fall upon the hard
deaf ears of that person that knows
Who You Are.

Do not think for one
second that you
can fool this

individual

for they know you and they know
what you are capable of.
Fear and fret not for they are there
despite the transgressions of the past.

Confidant, Elder, Mentor

Friend.

That is what they are, and that is

What they shall be.

And No One Cared

He left
And no one cared.
There and gone
No one cared.
Here and now
Gone tomorrow
No one cared.
Friend they said
No one cared.
Ally they called
No one cared.

There for all
Did he make an impact?
Did he shape your life?
Did he change you?
Did he make you better?
Remember him.

And No One Cared.

Hunger

Succulent and
sultry,
It waits to be devoured.

Saucy and dripping with intent.

My eyes cannot divulge the hunger that lies within.

I am pulled relentlessly
Forward.

I bite and savor,
Senses heightened by the smell.

The taste is divnity itself.

Pizza.

Friendship

Being there counts,
It counts for Saturday afternoons in conversation,
A shoulder to cry on,
A lunch date to talk about life.

It's a movie and some popcorn,
A knowing look,
A hug.

It's a person who knows you as you know them.
It's something you don't forget no matter what happens.
It's being there when you need them most.

Life

Sometimes you react and sometimes you are acted upon. Things happen that we have no control over yet they influence a good portion of how we see ourselves. Take for instance what happened to me yesterday. A friend of mine was not online and I couldn't catch her on email or a messenger service. So I give her a call and see what's up. She's sleeping and I get my head bit off for waking her up, like I'm fucking psychic that I know she's sleeping and not to call her....

Of course I felt bad, who wouldn't. But again it's something I had no way of knowing yet I blame myself for the situation. Life goes on and I see myself as a bad person in some ways and beat myself up for waking her up from a peaceful well earned rest after a hard day's work.

All we can do in these situations is apologize for it yet try to make the person realize you had no control over what happened and it wasn't really your fault.

C'est la vie. Life goes on whether we want it to or not and we make the best of what we have given to us.

War

Crossed swords crash and anger floods the field.
Azure skies look upon the red day below
as enemies meet.
Reasons exist but power betrays the truth
From the hungry.
She rises to the call,
Slayer of worlds.
Eyes flashing at days end the hard steel bites
Into the flesh.
Once again the Gods favor the bold,
The battle is won,
But the cost
Is Priceless.