emotional day...looking for a path  

rm_indydirtydog 47M
929 posts
1/28/2006 2:41 pm

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emotional day...looking for a path


I am a little emotional today... not sure why.
I saw a stupid cartoon this morning and got all teary eyed. that is not right. I can tell that my emotion gage is getting maxed out. I have been fighting some depression (mostly do to home shit). I need to get out of this house and have some fun, it is all building up inside. I think my trip the other day and the good conversation has sparked the "NEED" again.

What is the need ...not sure, but the bigger part of it is a need of being respected, being needed, being loved, being treated like a human in my own house. I need the littlest sign of compassion and romance... anything will do.

I need a long walk in the country, get the fuck out of the city and back to my roots in a dirt field. I am watering up just thinking about it. Damn I need to get out. I would love to set on an old log and listen to the water running in a little stream and wind in the trees. Damn it breaks my heart...

So while my wife was out this morning, I took a long hot shower and reflected on my life and where it is, got me thinking. A poem formed in my head, but could not type it till now. Of course she is out again. I have a dirty house and all the kids. It is OK, I will get it clean and play with the kids, and have a great time. after they go to bed tonight I can fix a drink and have a good cry (if she is still out). Sound real manly doesn't it...I can hear the mouse clicks of women leaving this site...oh well...that is me.

Here is the poem that I started earlier in the day. some of it was lost, but here it is...nothing real special.

Paths

although the paths are always near,
which one to take is never clear.
Where do they lead, where do they go,
which path is happiness, which one sorrow.

They all have valleys and peaks.
and they all have darkness and light.
A few have higher roads and sunnier days,
More have darkness, sorrow, and spite.

What is the direction I need to take,
I can not see far enough to choose.
I know I hate where I am, I feel fake,
Have to be careful, do not want to loose.

So here I sit at another cross road,
setting on the stump and wondering what to do.
There are no good signs, just and old toad.
He does not care, he is just surviving too.

SO I'll set till a path I choose.
I'll keep soul searching till then
and pray for a direction before
one is picked for me, it's too late then

Women Women everywhere and not a pussy to eat......


rm_DarknStar 55F
2823 posts
1/28/2006 9:11 pm

Good Job on the poem!! But as I began to read your post tonight, My first thought, You must be gettin close to have your period! When a cartoon can set you off! your close!...Sorry but thats how I am sometimes, just the littlest things can set me off to CRY land!!

A Good Cry never hurt anyone!
and for the need for the country side, Im here in the heart of it, the door is always open and room enough to share it!!...grin


funfemaleblonde 47F

1/29/2006 8:17 pm

That was a great poem. Thanks for sharing it. Seems like we are both the same way also. That poem sounds like me also. Which path do I take? I guess time will tell.
I think it is ok for a man to cry sometimes. That way you always know your human so dont sweat it!! Things will work out so keep your chin up!!
Talk to you soon!


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