A Tribute to Survivor

 

I’m Not Sure If I Am One

 

Where do I belong in this world because I’m lost because a once burning heart has become a pathetic

Collection of embers that seeks the warmth of better days often affected by the hesitation dance that

Come from having too many emotional issues and not enough support to make me reach more for a

Brighter tomorrow, but when everyone is caught in the game of life, there will always be more losers

Than winners and this has been a problem ever since the world began because not everyone finds the

Path they’re meant to be on from day one and across the miles that have already been covered, too

Many people have suffered the barrage of rejection from the fear of burning bridges back to safety or

Feel that asking for one more chance is a luxury that had been used when they took their first breath.

 

People like me find it hard to make new friends quickly and it feels like there are oceans between the

Next chance to find relief among the children of the night or those filled with emotional sunshine to

Bring a bit of joy to dark times, but I feel like I’ve been living a half-life that decays a little more with

Every week that I don’t find peace and when seconds count, I wonder how many have been lost on

Thoughts plagued with doubt because love has got me far from finding anyone willing to find a lost

Soul that yearns to know true happiness in a man against the world that makes too many feel small.

 

Life isn’t fair to everyone as there aren’t any runway lights to ensure smooth takeoffs and landings to

Prevent total disasters from too many broken promises from people who offered to help with simple

Things like keeping in touch, so that there is the illusion of everlasting friendships even after we find

Ourselves far apart somewhere in America or elsewhere that makes it difficult to meet up for a day of

Fun or just to share events that can’t be shared online, but the heart’s a lonely hunter that can go for

Ages without prey and you can’t give it up, the pursuit of new friends that may become more with the

Right drive to turn desperate dreams into a reality that doesn’t have to inspire fear when things seem

Almost too good to be true, proving the search is over it’s time for the real journey of life to begin.

 

I don’t know where I’m going in life, but I’m willing to try anything just to find a trace of where my

Destiny lies after not feeling like I belong in most places because it doesn’t have to be this way with

Wondering if my existence was just some cosmic joke and my vital signs are just a part of a sick quota

Where it’s hard to keep anything in good faith after being cast aside by the rest of society that kept a

Large shadow over many bright things that could bring me hope because a fire makes steel stronger,

Compassion it what helps build me and I’m high on you whenever we’re together as it meant a little

Ray of found its way into the gloom, although I’m not that man anymore with a lack of contact about

Life changing in some way to inspire hope so that it feels like love to counter some of the past sorrows.

 

I think summer nights are the hardest for me because my friends are gone and I don’t have too many

Ideas for personal entertainment and whenever its here comes desire, my anxiety gets in the way for

Trying to find some wonders in the world to provide a sense that nothing can shake me like a fragile

Leaf in storm after receiving a premonition that any attempt at finding joy is going to turn out wrong

From hoping to feel slightly human by having a good time before the youngblood turns old and dry.

 

There are some times when I can’t hold back the tears from not feeling like a success mixed with the

Longing for friends and a part of me wishes that it’s too hot to sleep, so I can enjoy the shadows of a

Quiet home that rests under a sea of stars that drifts by with clouds for brief companions as a limited

Replacement for the light of a thousand smiles that I hope will greet me during the next day and every

Day that comes because I don’t remember the first night I cried myself to sleep, as there have been a

Lot of then, so I’ve lost count and I’m sure that soon as love finds me, I won’t be ready for it wearing

My sad face even though I’m ready for the real thing after having so many friends for good examples.

 

To those who read this, what do you think whenever you see me not looking at my best because the

Words of good friends mean a lot to me if you tell me I’m the one of something important to keep a

Smile on my face and a song in my heart if you give me the word that you’re doing the same thing to

Prepare for our next meeting without fear like it’s the moment of truth and you have to make up an

Ugly lie and I have to become a freelance friend for someone else who may never notice I exist.