Around Me

Feels like there is nothing for me here.

All the hard work I have put in is going unnoticed.

I just want to go home.

Forget my dreams, I have lost all hope.

The time I have put in has gone down the hole.

Growing up never felt so sad.

Realizing that not all dreams come true.

Don’t want to be looked on as a quitter.

Nor as someone who enjoys to lose,

but everything around me seems to be untrue.

I think of baseball and I see my life,

but I look around me and I see the cause of all my fights.

I think of people and I see my family and friends,

but I look around me and I see people that cause all the sorrow and pain.

I do not belong here yet I still remain.

Try to do things right yet I am in last place.

Why do I bother?

Why do I continue?

Is there something that I must do in a place that I seem to not exist.

Feel lost and so alone.

The people that comfort me are just a call away yet the presence of a hug is so far away.

My life now is so lonely.

No one to go home too to talk all the troubles away.

I once had a surrounding that was as perfect as can be.

Now I have surrounded myself with uncertainty.

With people that could care less.

A household that seems like a jail cell with no way out.

Nothing for me here is what I imagined it to be.

A baseball future that is nothing what it once seemed to be.

No bed to sleep in and a team that plays worse than little league.

What have I put myself into?

When I once had everything I would ever need.

A roof over my head and something to eat.

A place to sleep in and a car to move along.

Family and friends to hang out with and pass jokes along.

I guess you never know what you have until it is truly gone….

Dream

So many things on my mind,

Thoughts aren’t focused,

Eyes practically blind.

Mentally drained,

Muscles strained.

Yet that smile,

Those eyes,

Somehow that always crosses my mind.

Knowing the unknown,

Testing uncharted waters.

The time is irrelevant,

Distance has no measure,

But instant communication does have it’s pleasures.

The thought of your face,

The sound of your voice,

Paints a picture in my mind.

As if one were looking out to the skyline from the Empire State,

Or to the Rocky Mountains from the cabin at your estate.

Maybe even the plains from the horse back ride,

Or the sandy beaches along the coast of Malibu, Hawaii.

Beauty is what I see,

Although a total goof ball you may be.

The feeling of a dream is becoming a reality,

An angel molded into a being.

No Measure

Distance was traveled,

Time well spent.

Never would have thought,

Randomly met.

Who was to think that we would have crossed paths,

Seemed like two parrell lines that had futures whose worlds would never clash.

Coincidence,

Luck,

Whatever it may be,

Paths should have been crossed,

World should have been seen.

Yet time was wasted,

Traveled through time.

Unfolding a future,

Whose hearts intertwined.

Worlds stay apart,

Although paths have been crossed.

Much like a graph,

Where you have to connect the dots.

X’s and O’s,

Game plan is at hand.

Trying to get the upper hand.

Slow and steady is how the turtle won the race,

Testing of patience is the game we face.

Life give us many challenges,

And we choose which ones we take.

Battles are fought,

Yet wars seem to go on forever.

This is the pleasure of a man whose thoughts for someone has no measure.