Point of Life

They say that Roses are red and Violets are blue; my life is now fully complete since I am with you.

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I know I don't show it or let you know how important you truly are to me; nor do I treat you with the importance and respect you deserve as my Queen.

I am not quite mature but with you I have made massive strides filled with hope; plus with your help I'm not a boy anymore but a Man with his eyes now wide open.

When you came into the picture I was a hurt, lost, tortured soul, simply a shell of a Man; definitely wasn't over night but eventually you came to accept me as I am.

I finally see clear now that life's fog has been lifted off me and disappeared away; until then my thoughts was with my Mom and our government that was sending her far away.

Allow me to bear my inner most thoughts and explain what I'm attempting to get across; how easily the feds just major destroyed my world with just one simple charge.

Blue collar crimes is what they call it and for that they gave her a sentence no matter how small; I was only 20 years old when the feds tore my heart away to do time behind the wall.

When I did my time it was easy, my heart, my Mom was good, very happy and free; her time though was 6 months of hell during which I lost major piece of me.

For me suffering is one thing but to do it to my Mom, now that is an unforgivable act n sin; my heart gets harder than cement and keep all feelings pent up to myself within.

Of course that leads to one thing and one thing only in the bitter end; an explosion of rage and hatred vitriol meant to destroy those that sent Mom to the pen.

Which brings me back to the point of this talk, my undeniable happiness I must achieve; no matter what is needed, limbs bye bye, also organs and damn sure not scared to bleed.

I would and always will do any and everything needed for my Mom to be home where she belongs; safe in the loving arms of her Family squeezing nice and strong.

Now fast forward a few years and worst possible thing could happen did happen and I was down for the count; I no longer have any fuks to give plus my sorrows left me feeling drowned.

Then a miracle occured and God, in all his wisdom sent me an Angel to help me mend; not simple task at all, swoon in like a hero and slowly start to be a friend.

Somehow, someway you was able to get me to let down my guard and force me to again live life; now I am only one ingredient short to be fully right and that's you becoming my wife.

When that day does come it will be all fireworks, bells, and whistles blaring; it be best day of my life when we get joined together and our lives together we will be sharing.