eXoenix:

I’m slipping over the edge,
My knees weak, finding it hard to stand.
What shall I do?
I do not know where to turn.
I like what I’m doing overall, yet unfulfilled I feel.
Tired and sad, things look grim.
Girls are abundant, several seem interested.
But I’m lost reading the signs.
Alone am I on this earth, I wait for her.
The one to make me feel complete.
But what am I looking for?
A quite one with a gentle heart,
Or perhaps a tigress full of spunk, a preverbal bad girl.
Can I have both?
A compassionate woman full of heart and fire.
Ying and yang so o speak, little of this, little of that.
A balanced package, complimenting my several sides.
Beauty to surpass the stars will be hers, timeless.
To serve her would be an honor, to be server by her bliss.
This waiting is tiring.
When attempts to take matters into my own hands, a broken heart is all I got.
Things to do, stiff to learn.
Life can be so confusing.
I’m afraid everything I see is a lie, sure I am not, but as it has been said “ignorance is bliss”.
The doubt however remains constantly gnawing at my mind.
Freedom shall be mine, I will obtain it somehow.
Though the path seems muddled and hard to follow.