A Stronger Man than I

No one ever said it was easy.
It didn’t have to be easy,
I never said I wanted it to be easy.
But I don’t recall anyone ever pulling me aside,
setting me on their knee,
whispering in my ear,
shouting to the sky,
saying it was this hard;
this damn hard.

But who was I to listen?
Had someone bothered to tell me
that life would push me down,
bend me over,
and tell me to spread ’em,
spread ’em wide,
and don’t hold your breath,
better not hold your breath, boy,
and let my tears be the lube that glistens—

well,
then I might have called them a liar,
a fucking liar.

Because who was I if I was anyone
to stand back in a mirror of my own self-worth,
a reflection of my own self-loathing,
a distraction from my own self?
A stronger man than I could be proud
without the stain of arrogance
resting beneath his eyes
like purple bags that refuse to quit.

A stronger man than I…

A Stronger Man than I

Dave Legere

Joined January 2008

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