If you see it wondering please point it back my way
I've lost my passion and sweetness has gone astray
Within this shell a void is unable to be filled
Ten years ago these eyes lit up with knowledge unknown
No job was felt just using what I was being shown
I'm blessed with this understanding of what I know
But no longer able to satisfy the dwindling show
Working out the patterns one variable seems to be the same
I am the one that can not be balanced around other names
Many labels could define this uncontrollable soul
Be it bipolar, schizophrenic or just a
Opposite defiance role
I've been told I'm a genius with many great ideas
Such love and compassion to fill up the atmosphere
Kind and gentle with a heart as big as whales
Yet I am tortured by many of the unwritten fables
I'm grateful to endlessly write what's on my mind
But for now this vessel is no longer passionately entwined
My moral compass is spinning slowly out of time
For this space I occupy does not even feel like mine
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Author:
Poetic Dan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Who knows.... I'll keep writing till I do!
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Now this is you at your poetic best Dan. Your last line is worthy of a piece all its own..... it is a line for us all to think about... again and again.
Thank you my friend ill keep going again and again.
Really appreciated!
May that space be continually filled with your wonderful words Dan.
Amen to that my friend
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