Everything is bothering me!
Waiting five minutes
Having to wake up
Dogs following
Nothing feels right
Holding back the light
This isn't what's inside
Every moment that goes by
A clean slate if I decide?
Instead I choose to fester
Drenched with no umbrella
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Author:
Poetic Dan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I can't wait to share my good news, once I stop this insane mood!
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Comments6
Do you have some good news?
Choosing to fester... I know that feeling.
It’s choosing when to rest and when to fight?
Biding your time.
Until you fly!
What an awesome way to end your rhyme, I've done it before but I feel like dumbo and just keep tripping over.
Yes I do but waiting for the right words to flow in our maybe just a better vibration
You got that brolly yet?! lol.
Yep, it got blown right througt
Oooh - fester not - the worlds your oyster (actually there's not much room in an oyster).
Not if I was the size of a "who" there would be enough room for me and all of you!
Always appreciate the comment and hope you know the Horton hears a who story 😉
A strange piece of multiple questions: "To fight or run", "To try and fail?", "To become clean if I make the choice?". I like this a lot, Dan.
Much appreciated, thank you for the wording. Has given me more to ponder!
The good hews is there for you Dan, let the light go.
Thank you Good sir
Ah yes, umbrella not much use in gales. We need hoods, but even they can blow down. I'm gonna be 'hoodie'! lol.
O if you do that it's a must that you put some trousers on that are only staying up because of your strut!
Ya my G... He he
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