A simple smile taken for granted
Invisible to those watching everyday
A wicked seed that was planted
This ticking time-bomb doesn’t obey
Sinking deeper into this cruel abyss
Failed efforts define the next move
Hurting others while they reminisce
Arguing in the pocket of the groove
Outside the circle hope is lost
Empty gestures fall on deaf ears
How much lifeblood did it cost?
What’s left when the smoke clears?
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2025







Picking up the pieces after our chaos…
Things are better left unsaid but sometimes we just can’t do that.
I’ve been here more times than I can count, my friend.
Excellent spill.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you could relate with the write, my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Outside the circle all hope is lost. Jump in my circle.
This is good Damian
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write, my friend. I thought I already did. lol. Appreciate you.
Damian
Time is ticking away as we sometimes sink deeper into the abyss. I found this relatable to a great many people. Nice work.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Debbie. So glad you connected with the write, my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
I felt compelled to come here and find out where you are coming from .. I assure you I was not disappointed but conversely, I was glad I did .. Muchly enjoyed my fine literary friend .. Neville 😎👍
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Neville. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I’m glad you enjoyed the journey. I’ve always let my writes tell their stories. Appreciate you.
Damian
Likewise & sentiment reciprocated .. 😎👍