Story of a lonely son

I held his hand and walked along

No fear whatsoever                                                                                    

In him I always bestowed upon

My trust which was blind

He took me places and taught me things

Showed me the meaning of emotions within

He taught me to love and live in peace

He cried and worried even if I would sneeze

I didn’t know who he was and why he cared

They told me he was my dad.

I never understood what that meant

And found his love too cagey

I fought with him as I grew

Hurting his heart and shredding it through

He never complained and kept his faith

He believed his son could never go bad

His trust in me was never ending

And with him I kept fighting

Over the years, I realized how much I loved him

But it was not until I had lost him

I didn’t realize what I had lost

He took with him a friend, philosopher and guide

Now I wish he would come back to me

I would love him and express it free

One thing in his lifetime I could never do

To tell him how much I loved him true

I wish I had said it before                             

Dad I love you and now I wish you were here

Stucck in my head!!!

I came home at 6 in the morning from work completely brain fucked and irritated that I had had yet another frustrating day at work!.....I love my work but when things aren' t even moving and nothings happening for a long time it gets to you!!!

Right from early days in my life I have always been told I had immense potential and I have always failed to live up to my potential and its kinda become an enigma now! results are so enigmatic to me that I really need to chase and chase them down after doing all the ground work....I am just to miffed that I am letting myself down and I can do nothing about it.... I guess thats why they say that you need the rub of the green going your way sometimes and it has not been that ways for me for I dont know how long!

I hate this rant and I would be the last person to get into self pity mode which we all so love to do! My dream is to be a successful Man and all these small obstacles can try all they like and I will still be a successfull man!

Man now I feel so stressed out....Now I understand why working people experience stress.....its a rat race this world and you can talk alll you like and be as good as you can but if you cant win the race all the softer aspects go down the drain! they call sales a numbers game and I know now why! Numbers is everything and numbers is all they care about! Its difficult but not impossible but I had to vent it out somewhere so I wrote it out ;)

Need to head now for my shower....gotta go back to work now to fight for my potential and win....

adios