You ask me why I never cry.
I cry, believe me, I cry. My tears, I do not put on display, nor let the world in, it’s just not my way. I’m the same flesh and blood as you, but being vulnerable is something I’d rather not do. Can’t you see? So let me be, let me be. I do my crying in the dark where no one can see. The fountain of tears behind closed doors is none other than me. Such secrets I’ve kept hidden for years; my insecurities, my vulnerabilities, my fears. I’m quite skilled at keeping my emotions at bay, it’s just my way, just my way. You know I have an image to maintain and crying buckets of tears doesn’t pertain. Macho, untouchable, a carefully crafted persona; I live a well-planned life, I’m quite the performer. Don’t you want a man forged and true who can not only love you but can protect you too? To be found out, to be disarmed by a crying spell, it’s my living hell, my living hell. My emotions, haven’t been neutered, haven’t gone away. They’re an essential part of who I am, they’re with me to stay. I’m just not transparent, I’m not easily read. Having a powerful body, doesn’t mean I have an empty head. I guess my emotions say it all, they’re my Achilles heel, my short fall. I’ve traveled the world in search of my dream, many days without a dry eye, only a silent scream. It may be the most foolish thing I’ve ever done, leaving you behind, chasing the sun. It could have been all about us, instead, I chose me and forever mourn my loss. You ask me why I never cry. I cry, believe me, I cry. My tears, I keep hidden, I set them apart so as not to reveal the calling out of my lonely heart. If you stop to listen you just may hear this big dog bark but really, it’s me, crying in the dark.
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I’ll ask you only once,
I’ll not ask you twice, My gut is burning, I’ll hope you’ll say what’s nice. “Do you still love me? Am I still the right man for you? Am I still half of what you dream about? Do you dream of us as two?” You don’t really have to answer me, You don’t really have to answer me tonight, It’s just a question I need answered, Even if the answer doesn’t seem alright. So I’ll ask you only once, Just one question not a bunch, “Do you still love me? Am I still the man for you? Am I half of what you dream about? Do you still dream of us as two?” I’ve heard every word the world has to say,
I’m looking for hope, but it’s looking away. Where is the sunshine breaking from the sky? The world is imploding, I don’t really know why, all I know is, I’m ready to cry. My dear one, it’s hard to understand what man, to each other, can do. The world depends on people like you, warriors to confront the evil and rip it apart. What will win here is the power of heart. Each morning I wake up, I’m scared, my mouth is so dry. I look towards heaven, where are the birds, even they do not fly. I lose even more hope as open up my phone. How many have died, how many more have lost their home? The pain, the suffering it’s too much to bear. I am but a single person, what can I do from here? My dear one, there is much evil in the world, it’s true. Be not afraid, there’s a river of love flowing in you. What you have in your hands is what you can bring to confront our demons in and out of the ring. Father, what will the world look like tomorrow, what does the future hold? How will I find my way? Will I stand alone? Am I that bold? Dare I have dreams of my own or are they a thing of the past. How does this all end, how will I last? My darling child, this evil, I tell you, do not fear. There are more with you, there is so much more good out there. Awake, rise up, stand straight and strong. Good will triumph over evil, now has your daddy ever been wrong? You are my child, and I have set you apart. What will win here is the power of heart. I see them on the streets they stand there anchored and steadfast.
They’re willing to give all they have so the conflict won’t last. War is hell, not a video game. The world will never be the same. Who’s to blame, Putin’s the name. The barbarians are at the gate, and now it’s too late. One dead is too much. There’s hell to pay, with Putin’s touch. I see them behind each wall, the citizen solder now on call, like David and Goliath, there’s no way to hide it. The Russians have fighter planes and missiles, the Ukrainians have molotov cocktails and pistols. The Ukrainian people are tired and scared, the country they love may soon disappear. The world’s far from peaceful now. Putin wants to bring the Soviet Union back, we pray, no way, no how. The Ukrainian people, they’re heroes all, their President, Zelensky, didn’t run and hide. He’s fighting arm in arm with his people to turn back the tide, to again see the sun shine over his country, sovereign as it stands. Man’s best laid plans, have not been left to be Putin’s victory, we pray his defeat goes down in history. What proud folks can manufacture when their backs are against the wall, their steadfastness and courage, well, just says it all. The Ukrainian people just want their God given right to be free, to live peacefully, just like you and me. Yes, war is hell, it’s no video game, we can’t turn it on and then off again. The world is never the same. Putin’s the name, he is to blame. There’s a hint of restlessness in me,
Where it came from, I don’t really know, It just showed up one day as an uninvited guest, It came upon me suddenly while I was seeking rest, It was a feeling, that there was something a bit wrong, And through the day, in every way, it seemed to tag along. I tried to escape it, I ran from country to town, In the hope that I could lose it, but it kept on following me around. Is it my shadow or the spirit of me, That is held in bondage breaking to be free? I now saw my reflection in the store’s window pane, While down on the avenue, I ran again and again, In quiet desperation, I found the cross streets, But in my confusion, I had not a plan, So I ran to exhaustion just carrying my load, It weighed on my shoulders as I searched for the road, Taking me back where I came from, as fast, as fast as could be Trying to escape it, whatever it was that was nagging me. Is it my shadow or the spirit of me, Who is held in bondage, breaking to be free? I made my way from the city to home, It was a wasted day, I did nothing but roam, But as I approached, who appeared at my door Was the image of a woman, I’ve never seen before. Her presence was peaceful, her manner serene, Is she real, or did she just come in a dream? But I quickly knew as she had something to say… “You have to face your demons and not run away. Yes, there’s a part of everyman that needs his private space, But man was not meant to live alone to end the human race, So set out to find her, cause she is looking for you, And you’ll meet, then you’ll greet, and be rewarded as two.” Is it my shadow, or the spirit of me Who is held in bondage breaking to be free? Now I know my restlessness, it became clear to me today, I’ve lived my life selfishly and from there, I lost my way. There was a blanket of snow that rolled through the night,
That was more foreboding as it caught me uptight, It was not the best of days as I welcomed its end, I needed some comfort, I needed a friend. You can’t control me or scold me, and enough of your scorn, I’m just wired, worried, weathered and worn, The night came about me with a drink in my hand, I’ll have one more, I have nothing that’s planned, Nothing to do is my regular day, There’s no reason to find you, but to stay away. So you couldn’t raise the courage to face me down? You would rather hide behind your patented frown? And as annoying as it would be, I would have preferred, That you’d meet me, even if you hadn’t spoken a single word. You can’t control me or scold me, and enough of your scorn, I’m just wired, worried, weathered and worn, I heard the mountains whispering the secrets from town, They say you’re doing more than just playing around. I guess I should have been with you as much as I could, My body’s been present but my heart misunderstood, I guess I wasn’t there to give you my all, I guess that’s what led to my terrible, short fall. So I can’t have it all, that’s what I’ve found, I have my head in the air, not my feet on the ground, So I guess there’s no reason for me to take the stand, Damn, I’m guilty as hell, can’t you tell? With my friendly companion, my Jack in my hand. You can’t control me, or scold me, and enough of your scorn, I’m just wired, worried, weathered and worn, You can’t control me, or scold me, but enough of your scorn, I’m just wired, worried, weathered and worn. Lend me your smile just for a little while
So I can pretend to be fine So that the world might see That I’m fine as fine can be And that there is no reason to worry No need to worry at all Because my world’s a playground And I’m just having a ball Lend me your laughter just for a little while, So my laughter can fly towards the sky And burst the black clouds a million miles away So that the sun would shine again, shine again on me Lend me your song just for a little while So that my song can sweeten the air With words from the heart That makes each day brighter with every new start That can bring love again to me It’s not that the world has left me loveless I always had a beautiful woman in my arms It’s that I had them, and knew her among them And no other woman could compete with her charms Lend me your legs to carry me into my future untold Where I know they’ll be another Who can wrap me in her hopes that life exists No more torture, no more miss. She left me for a musician’s charms Who brought her a future with a plan But there’s no need to worry There’s no need to worry at all Because the world’s my playground And I’m just having a ball It’s just disturbing that I can’t have it all I just can’t have it all So much for living the good life
My money is now gone I thought the stream was endless But I was so very wrong It’s not that I’m dead broke And lost my very last dime But two dimes rubbed together Don’t equate to a Colorado gold mine Without money at this age Is not where I want to be It rattles my brain and scrambles my mind Because I can no longer play With my circle of friends I guess it is all about money I guess this is where these friendships end But that’s ok with me I never belonged…lacked pedigree I’m more of a common man Who lucked out until today Once I could buy into any club As along as the members looked away I think I will start my own club Defined by a separate set of rules I will have but only one member I will be the chiefdom I will be the man…I will be the Sergeant at Arms I will be who and what I can Knowing that no one will be lining up at my door Cost of membership…one single cent…and not a penny more My club will be restricted It won’t let just anyone in It will be a secret club Without a beginning or an end A club I now will belong to As I sit in my parlor alone I guess I’m still one lucky man They still haven’t taken my home So it is what it is and will be what it will be The next time I earn a cent It’ll not be taken from me Color me brilliant today.
The day is off to a good start, I think, probably because the sun is shining bright, and I’m well rested, and have had a good night. Or, perhaps it’s more… but let’s just say that I’m brilliant, and leave it at that. Color me happy today. I guess I just woke up with a happy seed, there’s been a smile on my face from the early morn I can’t stop giggling, I’m like a newborn. Or, perhaps it’s more… but let’s just say that I’m happy, and leave it at that. Color me fulfilled today. I feel like the circle’s been completed, I don’t really know how, there’s just no more empty feeling deep inside, I want to get up and scream out “Wow”, no more hollowness to hide. Or, perhaps it’s more… but let’s just say that I’m fulfilled, and leave it at that. Color me rich today. I have more wealth than I could’ve ever aspired, the money’s flowing in, my reserves are getting higher and higher, it seems like the money-tree is growing right in front of me. Or, perhaps it’s more… but let’s just say that I’m rich, and leave it at that. Color me in love today. It’s funny how it worked, that I found myself this way, after searching year after year for a clue, I reached deep within my life and found me, in love, with you. Or, perhaps it’s more… but let’s just say that I’m in love with you, and leave it at that. There’s no reason to frown.
No reason to take a sunny day and bring it down. There’s just too much that a gift of a day can bring. God’s given you today, he’s given you everything. Every hour is yours to own the seed has been set the grass has grown. Play in the field, breathe the fresh air kick fear to the curb, it doesn’t play fair. Understand that the trials you face today are just part of your journey, they help you find your way. There’s no reason to frown, it doesn’t help anything or anyone hands down. It’s just a haze that clouds the sun, that denies the truth that you and he are one. One with God as he looks over his daughter and son. Smile and color the world a better place to be, give a pleasant face to everyone, especially to me. Smile and give the world a radiant face such a small thing to slow down its hectic pace. Your smile is contagious, you wear it so well. It lifts your eyes makes them gleam so bright it causes your cheeks to blush in delight it puts a bounce in your walk makes your prose poetic when you talk. As beautiful as you are, a smile makes you more a delight to be around, never a bore. This world can be a dark and lonely place a smile lights another’s way, always. Smile for me every day, I know at times it’s hard. It wasn’t easy from where you came it isn’t easy when others see life as just a game. But your smile is a tribute to what and who you are. Your smile is your grace, your proof that you’ve come so far. What’s in a smile? Everything, it bears the soul. It comes from deep inside, from a place where it just can’t hide. It builds your strength and puts you on sacred ground. A smile is so much…so much more than a frown turned upside down. |