Poetic Dan

I don't see a poetic mind

I don't see a poetic mind, I just like it when mine rhymes


For the salt from the tears on my face, dry with hidden disgrace


I don't want to turn back from the path I choose


When reality is something and nothing to lose


The fear maybe gone but what about the blues


I know I'm never alone with or without you


This love was taken and never really had wings


Only a billion metaphors of making better dreams


The higher you go, the further there is to fall


Until you're left with only the writings on a wall






  • Goldfinch60

    Those writings (and this one) are so very meaningful Dan.

    • Poetic Dan

      Always appreciated Andy this one did mean a lot to me!

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