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  • Sadness

    this is...

    this is the face that god gave me
    what a cruel fucking joke
    twisted and contorted
    beyond human recognition
    a monster of flesh upon bone

    this is the heart that god gave me
    what a sick fucking joke
    fragile and frail
    bleeding from incidental wounds
    hanging by the thread of hope

    this is the insanity that god gave me
    what a twisted fucking joke
    unbalanced and unstable
    spiked with dread and anxiety
    and laced with an inability to cope

    this is the insecurity that god gave me
    what a perverted fucking joke
    unsure and uncertain
    of who i am and what i do
    seems self immolation is all i know

    this is the gift that god gave me
    an ever welcomed curse
    structured misery
    and the ability to express myself
    through the pain of my words

    this is the lack of faith that god gave me
    too many fucking question marks
    the lies and hypocrisies
    why should i believe
    with all of these shadows on my heart

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    tenderpoison commented on this is...


    your writing is so fucking concise....I am speechless (and used profanity in a comment!) 10 is an insult.



    i guess this piece invoked some emotion you in and your comment was result of that... thanks

    ImStillHere commented on this is...


    God, this is amazing, Dano! like Marion says, the last two stanzas kind of tie this all together. [this is the gift that god gave me/an ever welcomed curse/structured misery/and the ability to express myself/through the pain of my words]- You are an incredibly talented poet, sir... Never be insecure about that. ~Audrey



    thanks for taking the time to read and comment audrey

    MarionYost commented on this is...


    This has GOT to be one of your best! I love it. the last two stanzas are amazing. All the best -Marion-



    thanks marion

    dahlusion commented on this is...


    this piece defines what reality is: soft and hard, easy and difficult, loving and hateful, and only understanding of this will make it even more real and accessible. This is a bravo write in your trade-mark dark voice. BRAVO !!!!!!!



    thanks so much dah

    TheDreamWalker commented on this is...


    Very deep and dark this read makes your heart go out to the author and makes you realize how cruel life truly is......great right Dano as always



    thanks for reading

    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    Dano’s Poems (150)

    Title Comments
    Title Comments
    from an angels view 19
    searching the darkness 10
    a letter from santa 14
    thanksgiving (acrostic) 12
    the depth of... 11
    ive wished 7
    absentee 12
    this is... 13
    a journey into the dark 7
    the cold of november 14
    your voice 12
    the yin to the yang 14
    twisted 9
    autumn 14
    i think it happened again 11
    luna~tic 19
    the darkness 13
    a blinding eclipse 16
    the universe... 18
    the wind of sorrow 14
    my sorrow weeps 16
    where but the dark... 12
    immortal kiss 47
    in a darkened room 17
    our mother 7
    within these flames 12
    nocturnal (acrostic) classic rock 7
    behind wrought iron bars 25
    what i write (part 2) 8
    today 17
    the world in grey 6
    the reality of... 5
    in the shadow of a mountain 6
    nothing will ever be the same 10
    of cemetary dreams (and nightmare scapes) 12
    next to a bed... 18
    but... 15
    at a funeral 12
    seventeen (acrostic) 11
    the fortunate one(s) 7
    what did i do... 24
    ashes to dust 45
    dancing in the moonlight 14
    disempowering the pain 14
    the butterfly 10
    what i write 14
    sorry (i killed the after glow) 11
    the humidity rises (an erotic tale) 9
    pieces of light 8
    the sad pumpkin &... 9
    my face 12
    for a long time... 14
    (an explination of) distractions 6
    tell me... 6
    the charelston cookie tin 9
    silent self destruction 8
    exposed 13
    the means of the day (a true valentines poem) 2
    a poem about nothing... 8
    blood bleeds black 7
    dissecting myself 3
    i will be just fine 3
    the stacking of bricks 3
    the complexities of depression... 4
    spirits & ghosts 3
    **random chaos** 2
    bloodlust 3
    ...somethings missing... 2
    15 years... 3
    beauty sleeps entombed (parts 1 & 2) 3
    **untitled** 2
    the overstuffed closet 3
    the candy dish 2
    anxiety speaks 2
    **untitled** 2
    myself and the light 6
    the fog 2
    fire and tears 3
    cerebral meltdown 3
    sometimes i wish... 1
    drawing strength from a starr... 2
    **untitled** 1
    the flower garden 3
    nature... 1
    reaching out 2
    the dark and the light... 1
    the insistent demon 2
    sorry... 3
    forgive me lover... (parts 1 & 2) 2
    im so sorry... 3
    **no title... just random thoughts** 1
    to eternity... 2
    winter wind whips... 1
    tired 2
    lucid dream 1
    the rains came... 2
    the mourning light 1
    another jagged pill 1
    i just cant... 1
    burning within 4
    inside of me 1
    projected pain 1
    the night... the dakness & the truth? 1
    panic 2
    the mourning fog 1
    when the fires burn 1
    through the night 1
    shadow casts 0
    a mournful rain 1
    i cant protect me 2
    my comfort place 0
    an echo shifts 1
    the monster 2
    welcome to my life 0
    the past is alive... 1
    ... 1
    standing on the edge 2
    my smile... 1
    anxiety 2
    my reality 0
    another view... 0
    untitled... 0
    jagged pill 2
    in the dark 1
    what to do 1
    how can i... 1
    life... 3
    a crust of pain 1
    keeping me weak... 2
    my dark world 3
    another night of wondering 2
    in the attic 4
    i hold most dear 2
    the me inside of me 2
    another day 1
    dreamed in a dream 2
    a year in the life (dealing with death) 1
    i look... 1
    where my secrets are kept 1
    a mouthful of words 2
    i will not fear (when my eyes are blind) 2
    i am aware (i'm already dead) 7
    standing in the silence of my own shadow... 3
    a blinding dark 1
    growing pain 3
    the longest of nights 5
    ... 7