My Get Away.

I open the door to my secret get away,
Peer in and grin.
Shut the door in a hushed manner, tip toe back to the living room.
Grab a glass, a coke bottle, an ice tray, and a bottle of rum.
With my gear in hand, I head back to my second life.
Thinking of the peace, I take a front row seat, and mix a drink.
Shut my eyes, to see the life I wish I had. Tilt my head back, to shake the bad life out, and take a sip.
Inhale the manner of my great life, and exhale the manner of the life I wish I never had.
Sitting there hoping I could share this moment with someone I care for.
Yet this moment is best celebrated alone.
I understand the meaning of having a life,
And the meaning of having a life everyone one wishes they had.
Yet in this situation, I want to make my own life,
Make my own luck,
Make my own dreams,
Make my own wishes,
Make my own moments.
I want.... to be my own person. I down the rest of my drink,
to the very end, till there is no coke, no ice, no rum left.
I smile, and know that I still have a life ahead of me...
I can  make a difference, if not in my life,
Then in one others life.
I'm brought back to reality, then begin on making my dream.

Real World

There are fakes, there are real. There are ones that are loved, there are ones that are hated. There are The Good,  there are The Bad. But in the world we live in today we all are bad. There is no good soul that can be there 24/7 to love, to hold, to care, and to just be a hero to the world. Their only a hero for a moment or two, from when their time passes they begin to fade, to disappear, to be forgotten.... Because you are as important to another person as the world is important to them. They care for you as much as they care for other people unlike themselves. And if you think you're any different then babe you need a reality check. Because truth is no one, no one is gonna love you more than they love themselves if your lucky someone will love you more than them. But really you gotta love yourself to live, and move on in life.