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Candy Coated: Reality.
.Trails
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.
But there’s something else
bothering me, a lady. If we held hands again, will she love me?
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.
And this is still my little adventure as this is mine..
. The
Adventure of the Sex Cowboy, a Gun and The
Little White Rabbit..
. 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. “
.Fin
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