My Fight

Sometimes I feel as if I got the world on my shoulders....
wishing I was their for my lil girl to hold her...too young to understand
the life of a soldier....

" I'll tell you when you get older " is some lame shit I'd had told her,
but little kids don’t wanna hear that... and they know to much too lie
about where you at...

But never could I afford any regret or leave to her promises of me coming
home unkept...she deserves the best so that’s what she's gonna get...

I'm fighting......... in the middle of this battle with myself against Depression...
using all form of Aggression... Stressing!...

I'm fighting......... To maintain my home and everything I own, knowing in the
front of my mind I can't do it alone...but I haven't found her yet....

And it's getting heavy....I struggle, with the concept of Love's context by
making it into a complex when it comes to finding the right one...

I'm losing patience I never had, and thoughts of being glad that I stepped out
on Faith and gave in to God's grace ...But even in my worse case I can bare it...

Cause it's Never too much... and I Never give up!... Can't fight to Lose!... One
would have to be tough to walk in my shoes... Can you handle it?.....

I'm trying to avoid dying so I gotta Win... repenting after every sin, using poetry
as a cleanse to make a sense with my Life...

I'm Fighting to do right.... I'm Fighting for a wife.... and I'm Fighting for the little
girl in my life...

(unfinished)... Quote: *Having the Ability to place yourself within your own emotion or within an emotion to form an expression someone else can feel, makes you a poet."