Wishful thinking lead me down this road
I needed to find myself along the way
So many guilty seeds have been sowed
Darkening this field where demons play
Walking in shadows searching for light
So many summers chasing this illusion
Witnessed dreams being killed for spite
Suffering under a foregone conclusion
Remembering the fallen created a path
Showing me how to break this slumber
Imagine Bukowski with a touch of Plath
Forgot the name sure I lost the number
It’s for the love of the write I’m still here
Always to the point with inspiration near
I promise to always confront every fear
My muse wants everything crystal clear
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2024








Always a pleasure to read your poetry. Tight rhyming, well done Damian.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you, brother.
Damian
Superb poet you are, Damian. Love your work. Bravo!
Daniel
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Daniel. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
”It’s for the love of the write I’m still here”
I can vibe a whole poem to this alone, my bro
It all resonates with me.
Much respect
Naaj
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Naaj. So glad you connected with the write my friend. That’s cool, brother. Appreciate you.
Damian
That last stanza Damian took home for me. Nice
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I love the last stanza as well. Appreciate you, cuz.
Damian
This is such a powerhouse of writing. That last stanza seriously resonated with me. Especially that last freaking line. Mic drop, my friend
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I was trying to save the best for last. lol. Seriously though, many thanks for the, Mic Drop! Appreciate you.
Damian