Presently things are a mess

Still there are moments when I feel that I am blessed

I hate writing about dark things

I would much rather uplift people and see the happiness that it brings

However it's hard to be something that your not

Happiness has long gone so here's the plot

Currently I'm in over my head, with feelings that I would only find peace if I was dead 

I'm young and smart with an old soul heart 

Always caring but it's like all I have is depression

A bunch of people in my life with little understanding

Of this thing called life, instead of curbing strife

We push love aside no room for pride

We're all the same no one is to blame there's just forgiveness and the joy It can bring

Staring off into space 

My current objective misplaced

My wife asking why the long face

I say nothing

Well nothing I can erase

Bad memories come back

With all the emotions firmly attached

I wish I could drive away 

Leaving those thoughts In a far away place

Luckily I only have to look at my daughter's face

She's always smiling and playing

Reminding me to do the same 

Even when I feel im failing

Children are a blessing

A person can be a million miles away and impact you like a bomb on D day. I don't know about you, but I struggle to forget the people who were rude. Or left me to live on my own, the after math of being disowned, lingers and hurts like a bad stinger. The mind is a battlefield. Forgive, forget and just live. 

I'm new to prose 

Up for the challenge never opposed

This site provides fresh air

To the poetic and self aware

So great I must declare

A state of emergency

So many unique publishings

It will inspire your mind 

To break free from the bind

Put there by uncreative guidlines

The world is your oyster 

Here at prose 

Publish the best your mind can muster

Some people are like wine 

They become better people with time

Did I reached my prime early in life?

Graduated college yet has nothing nice

That's just material things 

I guess society conditions the brain

My success in contingent upon 

The happiness I bring my two loves

I do think about the material things 

But life is what you want it to be