I remember we would never know what mood he would be in
You could hear the stairs thumbing as he has a false leg
The trembling in my stomach felt like an earthquake
Hopefully it's a silly drunkenness not filled with rage
The mind would play through every possible play
Is it going to be better than before or worse than yesterday
Now I know my stepfather has demon's I'll never know
But some how I've found myself running the same show
I many not get drunk (anymore) I'm wise enough to know
I've never layed my hand on my kids or woman, this is for sure!
The only thing I'm struggling with is this terrible mood
That can come out of nowhere and definitely won't move
There is no blame here just wanting to put it out there
That no matter how hard we can try none of us are saints
If by some magical wonderful miracle you are free from this
Thank you for being the vibration I need to exist
But if you are stuck just as I am, write it all out and I'll be your fan
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Poetic Dan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Yesterday I had a really bad attitude from the moment I woke up it took me an hour or so to try and sort my head out. Then in the evening a trigger went off by someone coming down the stairs with a sound ill never forget! I then saw myself in it
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Ain't no saints here, likewise ain't no sinners neither..... we're all children of life trying to get by with the bag of burden we find on our shoulders as each day dawns.....
You're lucky to have the wisdom to think things through. There's a lot of positive out there just waiting to smile back at you.
With that last rhyme I know it is true, you my friend feel bullet proof. I'm taking that vibration and making it my own!
Dan, i am definitely not bullet proof and have self doubt, self loathing etc as much as any of us but i am blessed with the logic to see through and convert negatives to positives. Of course it is always easier for me to see a way forward for another person than for myself.
Ain't that the truth!
May the light in my life become part of your life Dan, I have light enough for you.
That you have my friend and given plenty of. If not for words like yours and from Dusk I'd never really know I am more than enough!
A fine write Dan. Erm, I forgot, and did not remember, so I could not write a poem. Doh! lol. Well, I could do one titled 'I forgot'. heehee.
Love it just as I just thought to change the title, then just posted one to not be forgot.... O that should be its title, your awesome thanks
It'll be a blank poem cos I forgot what to write. There's 3,647 verses of it though - how will you know it's the end, if it's all blank? Or call it 'A Silent Poem'. 'You're a fraud' poets say to me. lol
Silence can be so loud sometimes! You'll be a trendsetter
A couple of churches were a bit quaint. A cricket match was advertised as 'Saints v. Sin...Non-Conformists!
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