Each confession a breadcrumb
Haven’t got all the answers yet
Same pattern a different drum
Raw silence equals heavy debt
Numbers change for a price
Depending on if you play along
Trusting no one is sound advice
Said some old forgotten song
Explain the fundamental illusion
That leads to getting fucked again
How is it a logical conclusion?
To help promote the constant spin
Poisoned by the well
Death has taken root
Humid dreams swell
Before getting the boot
One-sided conversation
Being told to conform
I’m an outside observation
Who’s bored by the norm
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2025
Oh, this is good, Damian.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Adagio. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
There’s a song in there somewhere.Obviously in a minor key.
Great write🤘
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Peter. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Usually in a minor key for sure. Appreciate you.
Damian
I would be bored with the norm as well. This is good Damian
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you, cuz.
Damian
Powerful writing, my friend.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Thomas. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
First this can be both a poem and a song, it has the beat of a song. Second, You said in your note that instead of thinking wiser You rolled with it, but truth to be said your poem from first line to the final is all wisdom. For me this is a monologue with the inner self to make sense of what is not sense, To be aware of everything that happened and what is needed to be changed, the “had enough” and welling to breaking the patten of the same repeation is felt in the final verse, your poems always has a personal feeling and that make them special.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Light. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I think it works either way myself. I must say I always enjoy your commentary and opinions, you’re pretty much on point with where I was going with this one. There are always pieces of me in my writes my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Oh damn, that last verse hit hard. After each of the other verses, it became a hammer of defiance. I’m not sure I believe in a norm. It always just strikes me as others expecting you to be more like them. Meet them at their level because they’re too lazy to move. To evolve. No thank you. This is another strong piece. And I think just rolling with it worked out beautifully, my friend
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I don’t know that I believe in the norm either, I agree it’s like living up to the standard of others, funny thing is that they can’t live up to it themselves. But hypocrites love to snipe at others. So glad I rolled with it as well. Appreciate you.
Damian
Nice.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Amethyste. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Powerful work, my friend. Vivid and sharp.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Thomas. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Damian when the illusions melt away and the masks are gone there is a great since of liberation as well as sadness. Not fitting in can make one feel alone but at the same time emancipated from a lifetime of being a square peg in a round hole. Truly great poetry here, my friend. You have given me the reader a glimpse into a life that is honest to oneself. I am most enriched to have read this.
John
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, John. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I’ve learned over time that the honest approach can be the most open to be heard. Thank you so much for your support. Appreciate you.
Damian