He looks at me like he wants to say something, but won't. He looks at me , like I am the plague. He looks at me like he no longer knows what to do. The look is something I don't like to see. As I'm standing here in the Dark, Still as a predator waiting for prey Wondering if Daylight will ever arise. Realization of fate to come, never brings happiness. A sharp knife, and a Dull pain Words can bring even, the strongest willed down. Silence, will ruin it all. Sometimes I wonder if I am doing the right thing. Am I doing this for me or for my kids? I would like to think both. However, if kids had not been involved, I would of been long gone. My entire life, I have never been with one person who was faithful. There was someone once, and he would of been faithful, and very attentive, however he wasn't something I could see ever being special. Am I just attracted to people that can't respect me as a person? Who are morally bankrupt? ( not all granted ) . May...