Poetic Dan

Still searching

Mental madness dripping in the mud for months 

 

Love may not of expired but existence is numb 

 

No fire to absorb the sodden focused thoughts 

 

A river of denial to an oceans unsecured floor 

 

Embedded in the pressure from responsibilities shore 

 

Many cracks can appear that were never there before 

 

Hidden in Chambers held open ready to explore