Poem by me, please comment and/or rateShe was beautiful and intelligentSo much so that any flaws she may have had seemed irrelevantShe was everything Everything I wanted a woman to beI think I was in love with herOr at least I could have beenIf only I could have seenThat my insecurities and doubtsWere leaving me with nothing but time running outAnd by the time I found the courage to say something out loud.It was too late.She stepped out of my lifeMoved on with some other guyI hear they're married now and expecting their first child.It may not seem like it, but trust,I am happy for them I just wish I could have been happy for usI wander if she ever knew the feelings I hadIf she was just waiting for me to be a manIf she was longing for the hold of my handAnd, I think Josh said it best on the TV showBut I guess it doesn't really matter anymoreIt's just, so hard when you don't knowAnd I could be Mr Smooth and I could be Mr Charming when I'm with a woman that I have noInterest in or feelings forBut when I'm with the type of woman that I pray forI get the fear of rejection in my mind and it creeps down to my jawThen works its way down and sticks my feet to the floorAnd yes it keeps me safe from potential pain in storeBut it also keeps me alone and wanting for moreAnd more time is what I think I needBut time waits for no one and I've already lived past a quarter centuryIf I could only go back and do things againI'd go back to the time when I was 17 and take the alcohol out of my hand,Man,It almost got me killed on a Danish road side.Perhaps it did, and I'm already on the other sideNow that's just crazy talk, I know I'm still aliveWell, I think I am. What if I have already died?And this where I go to reside While the future of my soul is being decided?Should I give up trying to please god since nothing I do now would make any difference in the slightest?Or maybe this is the next testFor one last chance to show true piousnessTo really show that I deserve the bestWell, I guess, either scenario is impossible to proveSo the path that I chooseHas to be based on what I believe to be the truth.And I believe the truth is. I'm not dead yetSo I try my best to make each new day the best yetBy seeking to receive knowledge, and requite itBy making my life worth living, and living itAnd, wait a minute, How did I get on to this subject?And, what was I talking about to begin with?Oh yes It was about loveAnd a bad case of cowardiceAnd finding the strength to speak my mindAt any given moment in timeAnd overcoming my proverbial paralysisBecause time is not to be wastedIt's to be used wisely to accomplish great thingsIt's for life's lessons and learning'sThis is what I wanted to sayTo the young lady on Ricki LakeWho took drugs every single dayBecause she fought that it was safeShe didn't realiseThat it was messing up her insidesAnd damaging her mindTo the point where she couldn't tell the clouds from the skyMy oh myIts everywhere I goThe pain it causes lingers like the smell of cigarette smokeAnd memories of the dead never goThat kid was only 14 years oldI never knew him thoughSo I can't imagine what his family were going throughHis mother crying in the hospitalWhen the doctor told them the news"I'm sorry, your son is dead"The amount of pain she must have had going through her headI can't even fathom itAnd then, having to relive it In a few daysWhen his sister returned from holidayAnd she hadn't heard yetIt's crazy, isn't it?

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