Hey, not bad, very nicely written if I do say so myself

Nothing in our lives do we ever truely own.
All passes to the next man where the evil seeds are sewn.
What is it in our minds that makes posession such a need.
Why can no one in thier hearts simply do a friendly deed.

Most of us will give a dime, a dollar feeling well.
Yet greed resides in all of us, I fear we'll burn in hell.
How is it those who have the most, the least likely to share.
As if cash is bonded to thier soul, and do they even care?

Passing poor men in the streets, poverty was not thier choice.
Nor caused by thier decisions, still no one will hear thier voice.
Many not on drugs, many stricken by bad luck.
We're not in thier tattered shoes, so we don't give a ----

The homeless one in three, were once protectors of our land.
Soldiers fought for freedom, if I could, I'd lend a hand.
As it is, I'm stuck out here, though I am not alone.
Fighting for our freedom, praying that I'll make it home.

Yet another year without,
my family in my life.
Feelings lost in fear and doubt,
and full of pain and strife.

Depression shrouds my soul to keep,
I fear defeat within my mind.
My cries unanswered here I weep,
Once again I'm left behind.

Falling toward the dark abyss,
no weapon in my hand
Forsaking those of whome I miss,
without the will to stand.

Should I fail to cope out here,
uninjured body mind destroyed.
Take care of those that I hold dear,
For I am lost within the void.

Desert waste and powdered dust.
Though I despise this place, I must.
Fruitless work with training lost.
So tell me what my freedom cost.

Sleep is fleeting, lack of rest.
Should I die, I've done my best.
Body burned, the soul set free.
To cast my ashes out to sea.

Lightning strikes within the sky.
A chime to let you know I cry.
For simple reasons on my list.
Too long it's been since I've been kissed.

The ecstasy I strive to find,
Is lost in doubt, and left behind.
For someone in my distant past.
Has hurt me so the chains been cast.

And so I fight captivity
Of my own minds' civility
My heart craves love for it to prove,
But still doubt halts my every move.

For now my prison I shall weep,
Till love unchains my soul to keep.
Now I doubt but we shall see,
When someone comes to rescue me.

Love is just a word we say,
So rarely is it true.
Sometimes we all forget to give,
Our love where love is due.
How is it someone truely knows,
When love is in thier heart?
Confusing though it seems to be,
Affection's just the start.
The rest will come when given time,
No one should have to try.
You'll know when it feels right to you,
When tears of joy you cry.

Light shows through the densest dark,
of evil in my soul.
Pain resides within this place,
I haven't paid my toll.
As light touch dark in every way,
My world begins to change.
Pain is lifted from my being,
a feeling new and strange.
Never will the light find solace,
though my spirit bleak.
I hide within the shadows,
so my demons all that speak.
Welcomed though the light may be,
I still prefer the night.
Come into my shadow dear,
don't fear within my sight.

Long I've waited for the one with perfect featured face.
Who moves with great precision, such a show of love and grace.
She's friendly to the masses, with a voice you can't forget.
Her words are like the songbirds, no gift can match hers yet.

Her body isn't perfect, anyone can see her flaws.
And yet it doesn't matter, for beauty knows no laws.
I smile at her quirky deeds and little things she does.
I'm glad she isn't perfect, wouldn't want her if she was.

Lost within this lonely world, my feelings lost in sorrow.
May I loan your happiness, if only till tomarrow?
What I wouldn't give to walk a mile in your shoes.
Uplifting of your feelings and the lowest of your blues.

Loneliness projects my life, doubt projects my soul.
I search for mere acceptance, so tell me what's my toll?
Simple is my craving for the ecstasy I lack.
At one time I did have it and my God I want it back.

I am certainly here doing what I have to do, but Fort Bragg is like, a military town so very few women are willing to date a military guy. As for friends, ya I have few on base. Most of the guys just want to party all the fricking time, and that's NOT what I'm here to do. I'm starving for romance, but I guess I'll just have to wait the 6 years to find it.

Ok, so I joined the army about a year ago. Not exactly any luck finding women. I mean seriously, how many women in the army are actually attractive, not whores, not *****es, not Sergeant or above, and WITHIN REACH. I met one nice girl in the barracks but to be honest, she's not really my type. Ya she's nice, ya she's attractive, but she's not what I'm looking for at all. And now all the army buddies are calling me weak because the one time I drank with her, I didn't take advantage of her and have sex with her. Ya it would have been easy, but I'm not that type of guy. Especially not on a first date. I still talk to her, but I'm not out to use anyone. So now I feel kind of **** out of luck. What now? Anyone have any good ideas?

Still lonely and single. Damn, I need a beer and its not even Noon yet.

I've met great people to talk to about my problems in other states. What the hell has happened to New York? Lotta guys, not a whole lot of women. Feels like a sausage fest here. Are all the good girls around my age taken? Help me out here. And ladies, for god sake, don't be shy. I'm shy enough for the two of us, trust me. If I wasn't, I wouldn't be online.

What do you mean by that?

*cough* Olympia sucks *cough*

Isn't at least one of you somewhat close to me?

No wonder I haven't gotten any replies/E-mails. There's no one left in New York. I've been single for a year ladies. If there's anyone left, help me out. Valentine's is in 2 days and I very much doubt I'll have someone to spend it with unless someone calls me up.

My spirit frayed, heart is torn.
Unknowing that my child was born.
A wish for death, to go above.
For what is life, without true love.

So much hurt, you won't believe.
When those who love shall not recieve.
So take my life, lay me to rest.
Till heart beats not, within my chest.

Pain inflicted, no remourse.
Praying no one sway my course.
Stars are out, it's time to die.
And graze the heavens with mine eye.

Why does being alone hurt so much? Sometimes, you have a good thing and for no apparent reason, it's stripped from you. You try to move on, but good girls are hard to find. I've been trying my best, and run into a few that were ok. I'm not even looking for love anymore, I've given up on it. How hard can it possibly be to find a half way intelligent woman to lean on? Someone who can help mend my heart back to the way it was.

New to the internet thing. Just had my heart ripped out through my asshole and in desperate need of comforting. My ex kept her pregnancy from me for nearly a full year. My baby's 2 months old and I just found out she existed a few days ago. On top of all that, she's getting married to one of my old friends next month. So..... start comforting =)