[size=150 I have described my self in many different ways. I am who I am, and I really do not care what others think of me. I am a soldier, so there are many different sides of me. I am the most loving sweetest man you will ever meet. I am an complete asshole. I have been threw a lot in my day, so I really understand everything. I love amine, at first it was just a few family member telling me to watch, now I am an addicted to it. I would love to chat with any one who interested in chatting, or talking. I will not tell a lot of personal stuff, but I will chat about any thing. I look forward to meeting everyone. So until we talk again, I am here waiting to be your friend. [/size]


The Broken One
The heart hammers and the blood flows like the ending of the one moment of pleasured passion.
Sweat, on my palms, on my chest, fear sweat, the cold sweat, as a moment of a guilty omission is met.
Pain, the raw pain of an old wound, the sharp pain of a red hot bullet, the burning tension of a frail rope around ones neck.
Blood courses in the veins, As if it knows the truth, fast mush it run, so soon it could run no more.
Before my eyes a veil of darkness, full of betrayal, hate and fear, Path bathed in darkness so deep that only pain can penetrate, and hated voices can be your friend.
With in my ear echo your lies of love and trust and passion.
Screams of hated tones of your soft voice whispering loving lies of promises I know will only betray my heart.
This heart aches in my chest, beating broken from your words I believed. The pain must go, must end. I can’t run this time my mind will not hold me. This time there is no coming back, so actions I take. With this cold steel knife in my hand, I can only do what is left for me to do.
I drive deep in my chest with hopes to carve out this pain, for this heart, core of pain must go.
Thru the whole I plunge my hand, the pain shears, but am nothing like what was left by you. I tear out my heart from my bleeding chest, the pain must go.
Deep red blood flows in my hand, down my chest. My mind leaves behind the current pain, to remember:
The best moment of my life; the sweet taste of your lips. The sound of your voice as you gave over yourself to me. The feel of your body as it presses against mine. The last words you spoke the promises you and your body gave me, as you asked me to take from you the innocents of life, and with me to you promises of passion love, trust and all I am being always your.
The lie you gave me, the betrayal of your words; that has leaded me here. A second before was endless pain, as my eyes close the memory of your words whisper past lies to my ear. The lie I believed as my warm heart stops.
Sweet silence, no more pain; All gone, all end, all over. Now for sure I am only yours forever.