Rage And Pain

In the depths of my soul I feel my heart break
I cant shake it or make is lessen in strength.
My thoughts spiral around this seed of pain
Without any end in site.

How can someone make you feel this way.
After years of sharing and joy.
To have your heart handed on a platter
Is just too much to endure.

I wish I knew how to burn up this flame
Of hate and pain and despair.
Feeling so rejected, not being wanted,
I just wish she would care.

I wait up late, she’s closing the bar.
When there’s rum she doesn’t give a shit.
It’s almost three, where can she be,
That’s better than here with me?

I long for the soul that shares with me
Her passion, her goals, her soul.
A real partner that lets me in
And never battles for power.
A lover a friend,
I wish god would send,
So I can feel true love without bounds.

About Raymond Burton

Writing here is treating me well and I enjoy it a ton. I enjoy..no make that love working out, but one on one personal training is a time for money style of job. So unfortunately there is a limit to the amount of people I can help with my advice in any given day unless I wanted to work 24/7. Doing that also limits the amount of time I can spend on non-money making passions. I also found that putting my all into getting results for a person limited the amount of people I could give 100% to. This is where the internet entered. I found that with the buildingbodies.ca training site I could put everything I knew about physical activity on the net and everyone would have access to it for free
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