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It’s hard being a man.
My gender is plagued with demons.
It seems there’s never any freedom
from the bonds erupting semen
have formed in the nether regions
of my lustful heart and my mind.
So even the passage of time
has failed to weaken the tethers that bind
me to them. I wish I had never screwed them,
but that’s not true, son –
On the real, that’s only a self-delusion.
But I wish I could’ve been detached
so that I wouldn’t keep going back
revisiting their beds
in the dark recesses of my tormented head.
Reliving past moments of passion.
replaying the highlights of smashin’
Like news clips of game day action -
replaying the highlights of smashin’.
is this oxytocin in action?
the expression of vasopressin
manifesting eternal connections
to women that I haven’t slept in
the same bed with for more than a fricking decade?
an emotional tax I gotta pay for as long as I live my life?
for each and every women I laid with before I ever met my wife?
That ain’t right!
It seems like a poor design
To not include in my mind
A simple thing like a fail-safe memory reset button…
-HymnAgen
Visuals @ http://headroominations.blogspot.com/2014/09/its-hard-being-man.html
