Hmm..

[Lord Ashram]

::Just felt like writing a poem so he did. Usually doesn't share them though.::

It picks at a man's soul
Knowing there is a flaw
He cannot change about himself

Rising to the peak of the cycle
That his life follows
He is the happiest man

To be happy for too long
Comfort sets in with everyone
His cockiness begins to grow

A slip up is unavoidable
Anger mixed with words
A familiar mistake is repeated

A friendship is hurt
The damage unknown
All he can do is apologize

Forgiveness was given
But the friendship he once had
Doesn't feel quite the same

Regret, shame and sadness
Seem to be his only companions now
Always reminding him of his mistake

All because of his flaw
He sits at the bottom of the cycle
A great emptiness lingers in his soul

[Lord Ashram]

Let me be the first to crack into this with a reply.. The peom sucks and shouldn't be on here. My personal opinion. Another demonstration that sometimes I don't think before doing something. ::Fake sniffle while wiping away that fake tear.:: I make myself proud. ::Smirks and heads off.::

[xxdestinyfearxx]

*Wonders if that poem was directed towards her and what happened earlier this week.* Brian, it doesn't suck, it is sweet and everyone can go... suck a big toe if they don't have anythign good to say. And I forgive you, the Damge is not big at all. I was wondering if you called Sunday but I don't think you did. Well, have to go. Love you babe!

Marlene'

[Lord Ashram]

::Poem just came about after not hearing anything from her but seeing she posted on the boards. Didn't call because he got no responce from messages.:: I am my own worst critic and can bash myself just as good as I can bash anyone else... And I do it often. I usually don't like my poems unless I write them to or for someone else.

I didn't call because you didn't seem to want to talk to me. So I let you be and ended up spending my day off rummaging around a junkyard full of jets at the edge of base. It was cool but I must say I like talking to you better.

[xxdestinyfearxx]

I did respond back. Ask my work. I told them I was goign to be getting a call on sunday and I even told my friends that if I was passed out Sunday morning to answer my phone and wake my ass up.

[Lord Ashram]

Must have gotten lost then. ::Shrugs:: I hadn't seen anything for days except on the boards, even then it wasn't to me. But Sunday is long gone and I don't care anymore. Life sucks, work days getting longer... two hours at a time and... eh, nevermind. It matter not what I have to say, I am off to bed.

[xxdestinyfearxx]

Brian! Stop *Pounces and Clings* Why are you talking like that? It is not like you. Why do you think I have ignored you. I haven't, I promise. *sighs* I wish you would talk to me again, but I understand...I guess... *Goes and sits in a corner*

[Nym Zeal]

*looks back and forth... pauses... then super glues their feet to one another. Ha!*

[Lord Ashram]

Well, I don't know what to do to keep my mind off of things out here. I am sick of reading, I can't talk to anyone around here, I spend most of my time at work, I have to take freezing cold showers every night, the food is the same old crap as every other day and I have spent the last two days doing paperwork and traveling between two aircraft because other people didn't fill out their paperwork right. I hate fixing other people's mistakes. My mind is fried from all the numbers and the searching I had been doing to get things straightened out. All and all I feel like crap and I am not seeing light at the end of the tunnel.

::Just lays down stareing up at the plain white ceiling. Is done talking about that stuff now because he is tired of hearing himself. Is quite sure Shari is tired of him speaking as well.::

Marlene', I am not mad at you for anything, I really have no reason to be. I would much enjoy talking to you but I don't know when to or even if I'll be in a better mood any time soon.

[Lord Ashram]

::Even though things suck he can deal with it all and keep in a good mood. Like he had most of the time out here. Anyways.. feet glued together.. unties boots.. pounces and huggles Marlene'. .::