RESIDUAL OF LOST FEELINGS

Its true mens go through hurt and pain just like you do, feeling the mere desperation that comes from being hurt and abuse, compelling the mind to just shut down and keep you out of our heart and mind.                            
                                                                                                                                       For it is no big secret that we men also suffer with low self esteem, believing in what we though was not a dream, only to be awaken in a nightmare increase by pain and scattered thoughts of how it use to be, when it was about you and me. But now it has become a different story, systematically destroying all that we thought this love could be, but yet pyschologically destroying the best part of us killing us softly of any feelings of true intimacy, tormenting our very soul to bleed tears that will be seen and unseen. But as the pulsating thoughts creeps silently into our mind, dragging our heart through the mud, creating illusions into an mirage of false intricately woven reclusive thoughts ripping our soul apart. Leaving behind rubble to be cleaned up after dumping our heart into the ambers to be burn, yet mean while at the same time dulating our mind with negative thoughts as we try to masquerade, the true deepness in our heart of that craving of an need and want to be love in mind and heart and body and soul.