Brace yourself

My girl might leave me if she hears about this. I know I've got somebody and I can't just make love with anybody but sometimes I get lonely and wouldn't want to wet my sheets with some spout semen.

The truth hurts although I see why I skip kissing you while we touch our bodies putting our clothes apart. A man has a mind of his own yet the pipe below his abdomen also has a mind of its own.

My thoughts ask me to visit pornhub, my manhood erects for my hands to slurp yet I try to put things together and be a man of my words screaming, "No wanking, no cheating and no porn" but how long will I have to prove a better man when the lady I love remains in my fantasies.

We barely meet neither talk, she never comes but only in my dreams after the lonely hour had enslaved me. I want to fly so I build a wing of my own but soon realize that these wings had become a beautiful cage of my own.

No time to soak up the moments and be free from these truthful lies so I sit on a seat my ex girlfriend bought me with deceit then cuddle myself like a wounded soldier gasping,"This is the moment; the blue moment".

He used to worry about tomorrow. The future and what it holds for the moment then it did hit him like a hawk after a hen's chick. "Save your soul, Eyesthewriter" hold on to the losses that calls forth your courage while you save it all for the rainy day although it may never come.

Life's a movie, a fictional one at that yet it entails a tale only for those with the gift of listening and I hope you're reading along because skipping a paragraph might cost you a step, a step through the window of my own soul with glimpses of regrets.

Lest I forget, this goes out to every failure out there. Here we are, a failure has won so dust your guts and brace yourself because the hour has come where you wear a cologne of smile on your face and click the like button. Feel free to sponsor.....