Poem From a Weary Heart

Decisions good, decisions bad Either way it's happy or sad Losing a job, or losing a friend It's hidden but stays until the end. Life's challenges are not really fair Leaving our hearts in pieces, our minds in the air Many find it true, to be extremely hard Life's a game, choose your next card Decisions that are like a two edged sword Can leave you speechless, not saying a word My heart has been shot, not one time, but eight And still I have no remorse, anger or hate How can it be? I be treated so bad And not be angry at the cruelty I've been had It's just a curse to many and a blessing to some They say, "In the long-run, your happiness will come." No matter stay high, just take every blow Don't count back the days, weeks or years ago That your heart was pieces and now it's been lost No matter the feeling, it's not worth the cost Many times you hear, "It happens to most." But do they not understand, what matters to me most? Just having an arm, wrap around me at night Someone to cherish, in my heart so tight At several times, I've turned to isolation But all it brings is love deprivation Sleeping at night, laying there all alone It's a child at age 5, when no one's at home I hold it together, and think of the past And the friends from the Navy that will forever last I think of the future and where I will be On a ship or a boat, set sailing and free But I can pretend it doesn't hurt and not show it at all Only some people can read me, the signs, so small They see pain in my eyes and no heart on my sleeve They try to relax me, they do it with ease So this is my story for so many ears This is how my life's been for so many years Not just with my heart, but with my mind and soul After the Navy, the hurt doesn't get old.....