People need to calm down,
They need to understand how irrelevant they are,
Everybody is such high maintenance lately,
Over inflated egos that are way out of control,
They’re over opinionated, over entitled,
Like spoilt children ready to tantrum,
Everyone believes they’re special,
A rock star,
A movie star,
A champion prize fighter,
An activist,
A body-builder,
An artist,
A tough guy,
A right sayer,
A genius,
A super hero,
A bringer of peace,
RELAX people, we are none of those things,
We are a floored species, selfish and manipulative,
The pleasure seeking scourge of the planet,
An thankfully, we’re all very temporary.
Blood of my Blood
You are here, but you had to fight to be so,
It angers me that your start must be so hard,
But that is our way,
I encourage your strength, so grow strong,
You’re already so determined,
In your blood is the fire of generations,
In your tiny heart beats your ancestors, loudly,
You already possess the power to erase my armour,
At our first meeting, I know the deal will be done,
I will be helpless, there will be no negotiation,
Devotion, unexpected and certainly not withheld,
And I am ok with that,
A sweet little angel arrived in secret,
Bringer of healing to the broken,
You I will never witness my inner walls,
To you my heart is freely and forever open,
You need never ask,
For my entire life has been yours, before you arrived,
For you are the blood of my blood.
Thank you
I just wanted to post a quick thank you, yeah to you, for your support.
Encouraging me even though I’m such a meloncholly bastard, you’re all absolute diamonds.
I’ve recently made this site my primary means of expression, and it means so much to find supportive people away from the evil trappings of social media, it really restores some hope that people out there still care about words, connection, and the arts.
xo
Dan
Scars of yesterday
Some nights are about you,
Reflection, solemn contemplation,
The very air you breathe,
Hover in the dying light of the day,
Even though it was not your own,
Be enraptured in moments of accomplishment,
Before the night rolls in.
At the end
What do I fear?
Death,
Or what it brings,
I fear the finality,
Of the loss,
Of the momentary sadness,
But most of all,
I fear that what I have shared,
With the meager gifts I was given,
Were not enough to remember me fondly.
Eight drink limit
One drink to sadness,
One drink for those you’ve lost,
One drink to what life has costs,
One drink to say goodbye,
One drink as you try to survive,
One drink for regret,
One drink to forget,
One drink is never enough.
Farewell
Too many nights, my hands cover my eyes,
I’m not ashamed to cry as I think of you,
Saying goodbye to you is the hardest,
What do I say to the one who gave me everything,
Sleep now, sleep and be at peace,
I can’t chase these monsters away,
Like you once did for me,
I don’t have that power,
I love you, please suffer no more,
You’re so tired, please rest,
I’ll join you when my time comes,
And we will hold each other again,
The way we once did.
A time to pause and take stock: not a poem
Today I hit pause on all of my social media accounts, why? Because I stuggle to see their relevance to art anymore, because their obscure algothrymic rules mitigate any growth of an artist without $, I think their greed has made them reduntant, and I’m too unwell and tired to put up with it anymore.
Amusingly, I just spent quite some time writing this into a massive post, but satisfyingly, I just hit delete, why? Because fuck social media and the fake people who live there in, I don’t have the mental energy to deal with them anymore.
regards,
Dan
I Disconnect from you
I feel a certain sense of disconnection,
It is a comfort, numb and reassuring,
I don’t want to be a part of your world,
I’m not interested in any of your plans,
I have already given everything I want to,
There is not much left inside for myself,
So now, a farewell as I disconnect from you,
As I enter a final future, one without pain,
The end days, where I remain unsolicited,
Unaffected by comment, unhindered thoughts,
My time will be my own, so I push you all away,
Your mental thefts have not gone unnoticed.
Keep a light on for me
There are storms sometimes at night,
Deep inside of me where nobody sees,
When my mind races into fight or flight,
And panic brings me to my knees,
I can’t live the same way anymore,
Because it hurts too much to say goodbye,
Constant nightmares shake me to the core,
Until I can’t take the pain inside,
Please keep a light on for me,
On stormy nights when my mind does roam,
Keep a light on for me please my love,
So that I can find my way back home.
Dan Verkys 