People can see it very quick
Whether I'm in the mood for it
In the eye of my storm
I see how I need you all
Outside of this, it's as if
I need none of you to exist
In the tears of my anger
Through the hole in my gut
Stillness finds a home
Where no thoughts do roam
Darkness becomes a friend
None other do I depend
Not even a paper and pen
In a stride to forget everything
Yet a deep yearning pulls me back in
Asking if I'm done doing it all again
Happiness is my choice, one I can struggle to make
In a life of just a dream, when it can all become so fake
This mind is not mine to control
Through the looking glass of a soul
The weather does what it always will
Moved by the pressure of this world
- Author: Poetic Dan ( Offline)
- Published: March 6th, 2019 08:55
- Comment from author about the poem: A rhyme a day to find where I left my reality, as today I should of just not woke up. Obviously I'm glad that I did ;)
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 29
Comments4
Wherever it rains, we must build umbrellas until it passes. Great seeing your work again, it's been a while Dan!
Yes or learn to dance and sing in it, it's a new day, it's me dawn it's a new light...
Always appreciate see you my friend
The pressure in the world changes all the time and that pressure will ease form your mind leaving you free and refreshed.
As I am this morning and feel your words resonate. Thank you my friend and may your dayd be pleasant
This really hit home for me, I got from this the hope but the darkness always seems more inviting, familiar somehow..
Really good write! x
Spot on, thank you
I have read your post today several times and am still not sure whether there is far more here than immediately hits the eye.. your authors note has got me thinking... I do sense a certain fragile uncertainty.... I can be wrong.... I certainly was way back in 1974..... I will read your words again later my friend..... Neville
Haha that really made me chuckle, I'd lend you my time machine but it won't go back pay 1981 😉
There is so much more to this..
write on my friend...
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