Tortured Minds like to rhyme, you'll hear mine try all the time
Again it's back to show I lack, passion to keep this one on track
Once eyes wide with pride, now only look to chastise
When the love is leaving , even sunrise is bleeding
I didn't want nothing easy, just a life I can believe in
Maybe this rhythm is deceiving, but so is my breathing
The only time I'm balanced, is when I put down in feeling
This is no writer or poet, just a broken man healing
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Poetic Dan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: this picture was this morning as my mind did its thing, I thank others words for my inspiration. Keep up write within
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There will always be scar tissue.
Not every day will you see the sun but believe in this - above the clouds the sun still shines.
To see your name my friend, felt better than the sun. Glad to see you!
Sadly this came to mind after someone saying the love how I comment on their work, after 10 years at getting better at my job. I no longer live it! Something has to change!
Always appreciate your time & hope you are as well as can be.
Love this!
especially the last line.
Maybe you are in mirror land too, must be why it's so easy to be late.
Always appreciated
When you put down word of feeling
You are poet of wonder,
Those words show your healing.
Just being me thanks for seeing it, always feel greatful to be heard.
Thank you Andy
Nice flow 🙂
Always appreciated
Much peace and respect
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