Bria's blog: "stuff"

It doesnt matter how pretty you are, if you are just a snake,

it doesnt matter if you appoligize, if you still make the same mistakes,

it doesnt matter the words you say, if you cant see the pain,

it doesnt matter if you are perfect, if you act like others, the same

it doesnt matter if you make someone feel like they were nothing, when they were,

it only matters when you realize how much you made them suffer

Time stands still, the wanting, the dreaming, the never ending bliss,
the warmth of everything inside concealed with a kiss,
passion and words can always prevail,
when you have someone to release you from hell,
The skin so smooth, so unappreciated, unwanted,
And yet still so divine and mesmerized,and bruised,
she waits....

Will you release her from the torment she has suffered for so long,
will you bring her back from all the people that have done her wrong,
Made her feel empty, unwilling, captured, unfree,
give her a your emotion, touch, your kiss, you longing to be,
A friend, a soul as one, a everlasting life of bliss and harmony with you,
Will you give it to her like she so willing gave you,
she hates..

Only wanting a simple kiss, or a hug,
She only wants to be loved,
Yet you hurt her, she wants nothing more,
she calls to you, you are the one she adores,
when you left, it torched and burned her heart,
she cries now, you tore her world apart,
She dies...

Slowly she drifts away from reality, she starts to fade,
NO emotion, no thought, no hunger, her name turns to Jade,
Jaded beyond no other, heart no more,
no longer does she have someone to adore,
She waited too long, her skin now withered,wrinkled and old,
Now who will love her, when she feels so cold,
her heart is empty she will love no more,
And she will die just as empty as she was before..
She's free...

Man took a flight, he was finally coming home,
Feeling more relieved than any man has known,
He spent so long, in a place that most fear,
And when that plane landed down came a tear,

Plane door opens still in uniform he stands,
Nervous and confused, about stepping back on home land,
He follows the others, checking each face for grief,
But all that he noticed was the faces had relief,

He steps off the plane and people were there,
The Soldier astonished could do nothing but stare,
They greeted him with open arms, a hug, and a sign,
That said thank you soldier, your life for mine,

Soldier walks still in uniform, down the street,
He passes a man walking, he looks down to his feet,
The man looks to him and stops him in his place,
Only the Soldier and him, the man spits in his face,

Soldier again with a tear, he asks only why,
The man returns with an answer, a brutal reply,
I do not respect you for the things that you've done,
Soldier just listens as the man cuts him to none,

Soldier said Sir, can I show something to you,
Man says sure thats what you need to do,
He lifts up his shirt, hand trembling as it rose,
The man watched but with an upward nose,

The man looks down and in his sight he sees,
Three bullet wounds, as big as can be,
The soldier said Sir..now let me tell what these are,
Not freedom, not war, but everlasting scars,

Now Sir you may not respect me, but I do as I am told,
And each command I am given, I follow being bold,
Now these three bullets I hold with out fear,
Cause each ones has a reason, those reasons I want you to hear,

He points to the first and says this ones for my family,
No one can take them from me,
Then to the second, he says with pride,
This ones for my comm rads and the ones that died,

Now Sir let me tell you what this last is to,
This is one is for my nation, my honor, and you,
And I want you to know that you may not like me,
But other soldiers and I, be all we can be,

Every wound I get I will cherish till I die,
Because other soldiers for you gave their life,
And I'll keep on fighting for eternity I pray,
So that you and my nation can live without fear each day,

So Dont respect me you have that right,
And that my friend is the reason I fight,
Now as the man listened he did not look away,
From those three bullet wounds he saw that day,

And when the soldier was done, the man sat quietly for a bit,
and then he did something the soldier will never forget,
The man looked at him with a tear in his eye,
He said please forgive me, I knew not the reasons why,

The Soldier with a smile, looked back at the man,
Said I am a US Soldier, I do what I can,
And as he walked away, his face still with a smile,
He said Thats what makes what I do worth while,