Candy
Coated: Reality
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Blunt Recoil
So
I get a standing ovation for the work that I’ve done, yet I lose the
bout and they feel the regret that they have to reward me with a prize a
secondary back up plan. I have to fight someone just the same.
I won’t even mention their names. They don’t deserve the honor of even
being spoken of I feel this rampage of anger that dwells within me deep in the most
parts of my person, as a human I can’t deal with consorts of anger such
as these. But no, sorry to disappoint you. No special
treatment here. I remain a man that can own and earn all his. The Rock god is just
just a tad bit more talented and a hell of a lot more
handsome and sexy. Egotistical? Then anybody in the league, I’m in my
own class all to myself nobody can even touch or become even a fraction of
what I’ am, I muse that fact over to being a very true to life. But in
an enigma of riddles and life writhe who is to say the crazy one isn’t
you...
Till the day that I can’t remember my own name, until the day I can’t
step up from a chair on my own two feet that I’m hospitalized with no
way out no option to save my own soul from what has become of me. You’re
stuck with me, no way can you fight it it’s just the proof, the mark of
the normality? Yes, yes this is the proof that no show can contain me.
I’m just trying to get used to it… I mean, I see how people could look
at me and see nothing but a big pile of talented and attractive ego, but
I’m more than that. And I don’t see it as ego, really… I see it as
truth, and as confidence. The way I figure, I can base my views on what
I’ve done.
Lance,
do you have the will? You got the brains? I’m not so sure man. You’re
just an underling to me. Take that for what you will, I know nothing of
your person. I know shit, when it comes to you, what you can do, who you
want to hurt. I’ve faced many. After I got through with them, they moved
on. Some became what we like to call “Well known “. Some went nowhere
but that’s not where I’m placing you... it’s where I’m going to
stop you hold you when I beat you nothing will be able to contain this
hate I’ve developed even if it’s not the green-eyed monster in the
inner most parts of my soul carrying me on to be the best.
If I stared into those big bright eyes, would she hold me?
But that’s not going to stop me form obtaining anything, she means more
to me then gold and a leather strap it’s just something I have to prove.
the Cowboy, a Gun and The Little White Rabbit
Tijuana, Mexico : Chill in' Out
.November
sixtieth
” Rewards, I don’t get enough of those. I don’t get commended. “
It was nothing but a dusty dirt road somewhere in a little New Mexican
town. Hours after our leading hero and his leading lady had made sexual
contact. This proved to be one of these times where he had alone, but he
wasn’t alone he just didn’t have his female companion keeping him all
in his company. It was the start of something new for him, he had a new
chapter in his life she wanted to be out of the picture for awhile to
reconcile with her self, find the will to do what they’ve been doing for
a while now. But he didn’t complain he needed some soul searching
himself he didn’t know in what direction the tide of life would draw him
to he used this to be one of the better most deceived parts.
With a Black 1965 Mustang Cope sitting in the middle of the road, he was
relaxing under the hot blazing sun that was New Mexican specialty, his
friend and very best consultant on his life Alba sat in the passengers
side they took a trip they both needed to stretch themselves from the on
going tide of spiraling life that seem to always find them. They where two
men who didn’t complain to each other more or less talked it out with
one another, getting all aspects on the others opinion it was the
male-bonding that was getting them to release all angers yet keep those
for the jobs and careers that hung in the battle dry.
” So what’s the next step bro? “ He asked in such a casual manor he
forgot who he was talking to.
He didn’t get a reply instead his bi-sexual friend looked at him with a
weird smile.
” Well depends, your stuck in a hard place. “ Alba finally after a
moment of deliberating looks.
Now he didn’t reply both sitting there in the car Alba searching for
that seldom yet slender reply he always got the “No way “the part that
made Machtan so fun and unfeasible was just hearing him say “No “in so
many unexplained ways he had an answer for everything that Alba stood for
but there was one thing he didn’t say nay to. Alba had problems with his
father even before they really got to know each other. Both knowing each
other slimly from college days.
” So what are you going to do? “ He finally asked trying to stray in
the direction of his problems.
” I figure I finally patch things up with my father, he is on his death
bed you know. “ Alba retorted not in the same but he hinted more of a
troubling note.
” Maybe these problems where you know, meant for us? “ He said not
even giving full input on Alba’s question.
Alba laughed as he seems to be changing the subject every question to the
answer.
“What
are you running away from, eh? “ Alba questioned, challenging Machtan as
a person.
” It’s just that I don’t know I’m troubled with so many things
right now... You’re problems; Kara wants to leave for a while me and
this so called little reward for doing a nice job “He began to let his
mind pour all facts to the table.
Alba then kept his slender smile on his face, Machtan adding all answers
to all the equations but he didn’t let on he was able to slide over in
his seat some, as he rested his head on Machtan’s shoulder. Machtan
began by welcoming it because they where friends a friends lust always
landed between friends. This was nothing more then just flirting Machtan
had a bit of a past with the problem that Alba had but told everybody he
made the decisions about his life a long time ago. Alba was still having
trouble making them.
” Shut up, Ok? “Alba said to Machtan as he held on to his arm...
” What if I don’t “Machtan smiled down at Alba who was very
welcomed.
” Maybe we shall see? “ Alba smiled beaming very much.
” You know you don’t help any, I have problems. “
He said inching back away at his seat, as he yawned slightly the sun still
baking over head.
” Ha ha.. “ Alba only replied. Softly running his fingers into
Machtan’s hair he liked him a lot Machtan didn’t acknowledge that but
he knew sooner or later something would happen.
Fin.
Some of us
live, others die.
Nothing can change that,
It’s a fact of life you just learn how to deal with, nothing said
nothing done.
Tis
sad
But nobody cares.