It’s funny how people be
Envy everything they see
Don’t ever envy me
As I will never envy thee.

For envy is a trick
That gives its owner a stick
And until they get a grip
It’s themselves they always hit.

© Daniel Breslin

You have to educate yourself in this world. There is nobody else that can do that for you. It is your responsibility. People come and go you’re the only constant.
Even those you love, and more importantly those who love you, will drift in and out of your life, as a consequence of living their own, of overcoming their own obstacles, fulfilling their own commitments, enjoying their own existence.
You are your greatest friend, though too often, too often, the individual is their own greatest enemy, and whether or not we realise it, it is always by choice.

© Daniel Breslin

Sooth my soul
Ease my heart
Infect me whole
Strip my parts.

Recall my past
While clearing behind
Let this moment last
In extended time.

Bless my ears
Caress my heart
Less my fears
Suggest new starts.

Take me away
Show me peace
Keep the wolves at bay
Calm this beast.

Reflect my soul
Protect my dreams
I reject control
Give myself to your streams.

Let me float
If you would be so kind
You carry my hopes
As you free my mind.

© Daniel Breslin

Dublin, you’re a lady
And I’m a romantic fool
For you I’m bat shit crazy
Over my heart you run rule.

Dublin, you’re a sweetheart
Your sweetness is unrivaled
Dublin, I’ve a deep heart
My love is set not tidal.

Dublin, girl, I breathe you
As I walk your late night streets
I still love you when I leave you
You’re always in this heart beneath.

Dublin, I hold you close
As close as you’ve held me
In daylight walk unnoticed like a ghost
Noticing most everything eyes can see.

Dublin, you have raised me
So much we have been through
Won’t you dance with me once more lady
Like we may never dance anew.

© Daniel Breslin

Last year was a hard one
Maybe the hardest I’ve ever known
I have known some hard ones
But this one cut the bone.

Lost some of my closest
Watched some of my closest walk through hell
It’s hard to keep it all in place
When you choose to walk with them as well.

If you walk through hell
A little hell will walk through you
For you can’t dance with the devil
Without the devil dancing too.

Last year was a hard one
Maybe the hardest I have known
Yet I’ll always remember it fondly
As life’s greatest stepping stone.

If others emerge for the better
Knowing I helped in the ways that I can
Knowing in the end we walked together
Hopefully made me a better man.

The devil never ceases to dance
And we all have our dance to do
But it’s not a dance to romance
Know the time to change it and partner too.

When your part in the walk is over
When that part of your walk is through
You must choose and change direction
Before the devil changes you.

Last year was a hard one
Maybe the hardest I’ve ever known
And the only way I deal with hard ones
Is to come out of them somehow grown.

I been dancing with the devil
Shit, y’all know me
And we all know the devil
Is something you can’t see.

Part in the walk is over
That part of the walk is through
It’s time to change my partner
Now I’ve a different dance to do.

© Daniel Breslin

‘A dream there is,
Wherein we are fain to scream’
I fear no tide
Nor rushing stream
I’m a man of pride
A man of esteem
There is nothing I’ve eyed
That could be more mean.

I’ve fought battles
I’ve sailed seas
Been chained and shackled
But broke free
Every problem I’ve tackled
You can quote me
I’ve had many hassles
But nothing’s broke me.

I’ve had aching hearts
And failed romance
Tried pull me apart
Still I dance.
Throw what you will
Aim for the head
I’ll throw it right back
Haven’t you heard what I’ve said?

I’m a fighter me
A leader of men
Try beat me down
I’ll be back again
They tried murder me
Way back when
Now them men won’t see
Daylight again.

I’ll stand tall
With whoever’s behind
But remember now
Keep this in mind
If you cross me
And I cross your dreams
Remember to run
Tis’ no good to scream.

© Daniel Breslin

When your dreams are lying in the dirt
Nothing you’re trying seems to work
It’s hard finding your sense of worth
Heart near dying, mind near berserk.

Yet find self worth, you know you must
So you work through the dirt, with your face in the muck
Till you find your dreams, lying beaten and crushed
You must find them new means, as you give them a dust.

Life is life, can’t always bless the triers
Can dim their light, pinch fuel from their fires
Though it’s hard to spite, an unyielding desire
That resumes every fight, in refusal to retire.

© Daniel Breslin