Exterior of he...like a shell...
breaking through... like
walking through hell... many may try
but few will truly arrive at the point of
succession... and I have a confession...
I grew so fatigued from the laboring...
that I simply gave up...

He...so very restless within his nature...
his failure to be content ... written in the stars...
he...so very vulnerable...both physically
and psychologically... retreats constantly...
curled into a fetal position in the
warmth and protection of his shell...
yet he cries out from inside... begging for ...
company... from the hallways of his
misery.

He...the deliberate diplomat... becoming
childlike and senseless when he
feels as though he has been wronged...
and he's constantly singing that song...
over and over...the one about needing...
understanding...he feels as though it's him...
against the world...

He...governed by his history... retaining
negativity and reliving it day by day...
allowing self prophecy to dictate the
dismal days ahead...for he expects his results
based on yesterday... worrying about the end...
before the beginning has even been sparked...
according to he... he verbally claims
productivity but inside he feels as though his
outlook is stark....

He...coveting his privacy and complaining about
being alone...in the same damn breath... inconsistency a part of you... your sun...
stopping in the northern skies...and starting it's trek...
toward the south....
causing you to be sacharin sweet one minute...
and ignorantly introverted the next...

He...manipulative he... charming as can be when he
has a specific outcome or objective in mind...
he...epitomizing the very thing he claims to hate...
using and abusing the emotions of others...
for his very own personal gain and benefit...

He...
can be faithful to the point of tenacity...
but...don't blink...or turn your back...

or you just may be devastated...

by the tendency to sway in his loyalty...

cancerian he.