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Old School

There are so many things that my father's done and I’m just that, my father’s son. Then one day I realized I was living parts of him that I didn’t want to be. So I slashed and burned, and changed my ways until one day I realized there was so much there I didn’t want to lose. For all of his good and bad he was just a simple man like me.

I don’t know when it was he realized that life don’t always turn out like you planned and that some days you wake up and that taste in your mouth is dreams turned to dust. Yeah, some things are just hard to understand but you shake it off, take it like a man, and move on. Old school.

I’d get drunk and get in fights and get throwed in jail then Dad would come and make my bail. My brothers weren’t bad, least ways they weren’t like me. I wasn’t a mean drunk I just didn’t take no junk. I guess he realized that was just me trying to shake some things off…he’d seen my dreams dyin’ too. Besides, he knew you can learn a lot about livin’ on the losin’ side of life.
 
My father told me I’m a hard person to love and I don’t know that I ever tried to figure that out. Some things a parent will say just seem to settle on you. Sometimes it’s the truth and sometimes it becomes your truth. I don’t which it was for me. I only know that love has been elusive.

I sometimes wonder why the simple things seem so hard. Love doesn’t always happen when you want it to. Sometimes love doesn’t come at all. But I do know that each life is the story of the search for love. And I could fall for you.

Hard.

Most girls see the smoke of burnin’ bridges or they see right through me like the invisible man. Blue collar and calluses ain’t a PHD 'cept in the real world. And maybe we don’t have nothin’ in common ‘cept broken dreams, but have you ever felt that, the moment when everything comes together, the pieces fall into place and everything clicks – it just fits and you know?
 
I’d like to feel that with you.

I know I’m hard to get close to, to get to know too. But life ain’t easy either. You want someone you can trust why not earn it with me? Hey, it’s just a chance and that’s life – a roll of the dice. Roll with me. You ain’t giving nothing away. Your wanting a man who’ll step it up. Give me a chance to walk the walk and then we’ll talk the talk. Old school.
 
Boy meets girl, they take on world
I’d like to feel that with you

And I'd like to fall for you

Hard
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