To Living

Life Moves

Trapped in time

Until it’s up.

This moment

A memory.

Enjoy it

While it’s here.

It’s gone.

To the next adventure

To the new dream

To destinations and realities unquestioned

To life

That cannot be tamed

Refuses to be frozen

Outside of time and space.

Runner Up

Second place 

I'm never happy in it.

I want to be your beloved

Sick of cost benefit

I must cost more.

I compete

Get my hands blistered

Give up my dreams

Change who I am

Slither in the garbage.

Is it first born syndrome?

Or did I come screwed up?

Putting this 

On the computer

For all to see

Technology, the death of privacy.

I enjoy serving 

I'm tired of giving up myself.

Is love unconditional?

I would like to think so

Experience tells me otherwise.

Use me up

Burn me until

I'm charred ash.

I will give 

Until there is nothing left. 

One Step

You have to put one
Foot in front of the other
If you want to go forward.
                                                               
Just take one step
Without thinking
Trip trap, trip trap

That's all there is to do.

Don't think too hard
Just lift it and place
Your foot down
In front of you.

One step is all it takes
One step
Again
and 
Again
Will take you miles.


One step
Lift your self and go!

Sensitive Man

I'm too sensitive

Always been told that

My  whole life.

Too big of heart,

Care too much,

I get hurt

Ok with that

A recent development.

Almost joined the Marines

Pussied out.

They promised to fix me.

Train me to be a killer

A hunter

A predator

Some times I have regrets.

I don't need fixed

I could be healed.

From this idea.

I love being sensitive.

Its to be valued, not shunned

Not distorted or fixed

I am a caring man,

And I am proud

That aspect of myself.

I am loved.

I am whole.

I am sensitive

And I love it.

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Social Anxiety

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Hardness in my chest

The Beast never rests

Clawing its way out.

I breath

Just a little

Feeling crippled

Afraid that you'll get out. 

A block in the road

A scary old toad

Likes to sit and be

Alone.

When can I be free?

Who I want to be.

Can I keep the Beast

Not too near.

Or will you mistreat me?

Use me

Abuse me

Leave me

Out to die?

The Beast is here.

I withdraw,

The pain too great.

The Beast inside 

Clawing its way

Shredding at the gate.

When the Beast is near

I have to take care

That it is just the fear

Inside eating away.

Letting no one in

Keeping its distance,

The sad wounded animal

It is.