I had dreams you see
Put in front of me
That I could not chase
I had lust you see
But it must not be
Yet you must not waste
That’s what I was told
Growing old
Lessons of my youth
Now I’m here
It seems more clear
That’s not always the truth
For I see now
At times one must bow
to others and their will
When it does no good to row
Sometimes one must allow
Even though it kills.
© Daniel Breslin
Come what may
What they may say
You and I, we had a day
I won’t forget it
Though I didn’t have my way
That bit I regret it
Though at the time I didn’t say.
Time slipped away
As quick as it had come
Said goodbye to the day
Soon as it had begun.
I suppose that is something to say
Must of meant we were having fun
I’ve a picture put away
In my mind forever hung.
© Daniel Breslin
I am sorry for my demeanor
If you found me to be rude
Just walls built over many years
I’m trying hard to lose.
I don’t open up to many
I’m not one to linger on blues
Much rather expending energy
On present and future moves.
If I am somehow dismissive
Or seem almost arrogant in my ways
May be likely my heart fears it wishes
To destroy the walls it built to save.
I am sorry for my demeanor
If you found me to be rude
Just walls built over many years
For you, I’m trying hard to lose.
© Daniel Breslin
Dreaming Dapper Doting
Cheaten Clattered Coping
Beaten Battered Broken
Asleep Alas Awoken.
Wake Woken Wise
Veil Vast Verified
Uncovered Unwanted Untied
Tormented Transformed Thrive.
© Daniel Breslin
Be careful when choosing your straw
Beware of the victors pot
He who draws shortest loses by law
Yet he who wins often loses the lot.
© Daniel Breslin
Uneasy thoughts, have put me at ease with myself
I feel more like a man for reaching out for help
The man in a constant jam has been left upon the shelf
I’ve freed the man I am by looking outside of the self.
My mind gets caught in constant battles
As It questions all I do
Gets angry at my bodies actions
When they are repetitive and rarely new.
Same old problems fluff the tackle
Nothing learned, a fool
Mind capsizing, it’s demoralising, realising
It can’t even count on you.
The more I keep it bottled up
The more it eats and haunts my dreams.
The more I deny and hide the problem
The more I die in silent screams.
Thinking I’m a man on my own I’ll solve them
When the time comes I’ll find the means.
Knowing the right time is now, afraid of the how
Scared of the water, in unknown streams.
© Daniel Breslin
I ain’t wasting one more minute
On those who only think of themselves
I’ve had it man I’m finished
Y’all be selfish somewhere else.
I ain’t your punch bags
And I sure ain’t your stepping stones
Y’all treat other people like that
Y’all going end up on your own.
How many chances can you have?
How many chances do you need?
Before you see you only hurt yourselves
With your own greed.
I ain’t wasting one more minute
On those who only think of themselves
Y’all spin it, how you want to spin it
But y’all go spin it, somewhere else.
© Daniel Breslin