hello dearest ME I myself don’t know where my poems come from this a great glance into your soul ❤️

Thank you, Damian! Highly appreciated “)

This is a hell of a write, my friend — very powerful; but I see a typo, I think, when you wrote, “In a battle of write and earse” when I believe that last word should be “erase,” yes?

Also, you may not be aware of the big LISTEN button that now lives on this page and no doubt many more of yours as well as many others who labour but are not aware of our unwanted AI reader who has hitch-hiked on the work of everyone who has not attached the #excludetx tag to their work.

This is quite mind-blowing.

I admire the punchy and reflective lines through each stanza.

I can sense this is a personal piece, it describes an emotional journey taking place.

It is enlightening and tragic at the same time.

A pleasure to take in. x

Dude…This is a kick ass piece. Your writings always intrigue me.

Once you accept “self” the candle of time, flickers bright.

Through a repetition to our unconscious mind, we become our own worst enemies. We talk ourselves into defeat and fall into a slot that we can’t get out of even though we know it’s erroneous information.

If I leave my keys in a certain spot for a month, when I lose them I’ll find myself constantly going back to that spot even though I know they’re not there. It’s that constant repeating I previously did that sticks. It’s the same way with self confidence and self talk.

Good one, Damian.

This is good. The opening lines got me. Felt them deeply.

Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Elke. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It happens, we’re all human. lol. Totally agree. Appreciate you.

Damian

hello dearest Damian a lot of great lines in hear I feel you my mind puts me through hell ❤️

Some things don’t need to be spelt out .. but this one most surely did .. I’m guessing a load of people will appreciate the reassurance they are not alone .. Neville

Magnificent poem my friend. Your words always strike a power chord!

“If sanity doesn’t break it has to bend”

Never has a statement rang more loudly and clearly with fact than that one. We’re learning to adjust what we once deemed impossible…to be unjust but still happening. If we pay too close attention, it risks breaking us. If we don’t pay close enough attention, it will take us unaware. We’re walking a tightrope of razor blades these days. I’m finding it necessary to keep my loved ones in constant contact. The comfort of the familiar is a dangerous thing because this reality snuck up on us in a bum’s rush and tackled us flat on our asses. Bend, my friend. I got your back if you need to rest

A brilliant poem, dear Damian! I can absolutely relate to it
We are ourselves greatest enemy. Damned self doubt has never helped anyone, it only blocks our power to take action and stay true to our own opinion.

Very nicely done. The rhymes are tight. The story is well structured as well.
Great result here.

Beautifully penned, Wally. Excellent write my friend. Nicely done per usual. Appreciate you.

Damian

Your pen has power, Naajir. You weld it like a trident of discourse. Because you see that discourse and use it against itself.
Always well spoken with a keen wisdom.

Powerfully penned, Naaj. Excellent write my friend. This has a flow that would make great song lyrics. Nicely done per usual brother. Appreciate you.

Damian

We read this thinking of all the people now wanting to claim innocence, The supporters of Nero and Caligua who supported the emperor even after discovering their madness. The mad rulers campaign on their sickness and still found themselves in power. There is no depth to the madness, you lose yourself using the normal routes to navigate. Tight