So many habits I'd like to break
The biggest is my need to escape.
Reality has always been confusing
The moment I was given the chance
I took the drift
Back then it saved my life
From wanting to end others or my own Second half I find it has become
Apart of a distraction from all of time
Ticking moments shouldn't feel like a burden
That only entertainment can fix, or the gentle rocking of intoxication numbing the ich
I am the problem and solution
To rid this mind of its pollution
If I fail to find the resolution
May it be found in the next generation.
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Author:
Poetic Dan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Crazy day..... had try write something wasn't ready for that!
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Stay cool, Dan. "This too shall pass".
Your line 'I am the problem and solution' shows a deep awareness plus the insight needed to resolve all.
Take care and best wishes.
Good morning my friend and not much choice but to be cool in the UK as its never that hot!
Thanks again for your time
😇!!!
Hang in there Dan, you can make it through this bumpy stretch and make it to smooth waters again, this storm in your life is temporary and you will survive this
I know nothing last forever and it's the reason I continue to write and fly! Yesterday's words are today's air, I let them go so I can breathe easier!
Oooo I like that lol. Thanks for the inspiration
Have a wonderful day
Thank you Dan you too
You have support here
You have the strength within you Dan, you have been in worse places and have come through them, your life will always get better.
Andy
Yes my friend it is the reason I've got over 800 writing because I've seen even worse thunder and lightning!
Always a pleasure
Take care good sir
Excellent. I get it, the wanting to escape. I'm trying to hang tough too.
Great music and writing!
'I am the problem and solution'
wisdom, distilled simple enough
to consume...
a great write, dear Poet
(Intoxicated
with a self, assumed lacking
in worth
from our lack of appreciation
for that
we have sculpted of ourselves
forgetting
those overcome obstacles, convinced
these next winds of change
as that doom
awaiting, in each reflection
we glimpse
in those tainted mirrors of warped
self, worth...)
'we are, what we'll go-on
to become
we need only forgive, trust
and learn from our past
selves
to sculpt the future's
we deserve!'
stay strong, my friend
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