She loves to love
She lives to give
She loves the buzz
She’s a buzzing bitch.
She’s your bosom buddy
She loves the craic
But when the water’s muddy
She’d have your back.
She loves her prawns
She’s always asking
Just creating bonds
Not a guise she’s masking.
She lives to love
She loves to live
And she loves to buzz
The buzzing bitch.
© Daniel Breslin
The mind is such a torturous thing
And me I’m such a fool
Finding a girl I care about is such a rarity
When I do, I never play it cool.
I’ve been with many women
But I always play it straight
Just like I did when I was beginning
To enter the charade of dates.
See I hate fucking small talk
Have no time for anyone fake
And that’s all anyone is or does
Until at least the third date.
If I tell them that I like them
But I see us going nowhere
They find me fucking exciting
And that girl ain’t going nowhere.
But if I tell them that I’m interested
Honest just out straight
She panics like I’m infected
Starts looking for her mate.
See I tell it as it is
Never tell them what they want to hear
I could do that with fucking ease
But honestly what the fuck is going on here?
Everyone is looking for something real
But knows you must get it by being fake
Pretend that you don’t feel
And you both just happened on the date.
It’s a game full of muppets
Who think they’re masters of the craft
I could play you all like puppets
But the fuck’s not worth the graft.
I need to look you in the eye
And see you as an equal
Know your not just pretty on the eye
You’re one of few free thinking people.
See the girls I choose are few
The ones who stay are less
But the best ones fucking do
And we’ve had sex before we’ve undressed.
Any hottie can give her body
And you might think that sex is great
But until one’s given you her soul
You’re still a virgin mate.
© Daniel Breslin
The heart wants what It wants
That’s easy enough to see
My heart taunts and it taunts
That’s whats troubling me.
I ain’t a playboy
In the sense I don’t like to play with peoples hearts
What happens on the day boy
The heart doesn’t want to finish what it starts.
© Daniel Breslin
Come here at my lowest
Come here when I’m high
Every breath’s a bonus
Among sights which rectify.
The sky is in the water
Water is in the sky
Nature’s all around me
Time seems not apply.
Come here at my lowest
Come here when I’m high
A person can find such solace
Simply pleasing their eye.
The sky is in the water
The water’s in the sky
I found my place of solace
Where time just passes by.
© Daniel Breslin
There’s a pain in your heart
Use it to be a fighter
For now it is dark
But you’ve to look to the brighter.
No room for self pity
The world moves so quickly
Life won’t wait for you
So why wait for life?
Time don’t stop
Till you pull through
So don’t drop
Stand and fight.
When life gets hard
Raise your guard
Go that extra yard
Extra mile
Don’t crack under the pile
Always look for things that make you smile.
A fighter takes it on the chin
Does their best to keep a grin
So don’t choose to pack it in
It’s you who’ll lose if you lose the grin.
© Daniel Breslin
Sometimes I lie back
Just look at the sky and stare
See birds spread their backs
And fly from here to there
When skies are black
Stars and moonlight pierce the air
Often wish someone beside me to chat
Because these are sights to share.
When skies are blue
Calm and all at ease
On my back there is such a view
As I gaze up through heads of trees
See clouds float so low
Sometimes so close to touch they tease
It’s pure beauty I bestow
As I feel a glow, off sights I too rarely heed.
Sometimes I bask them in
And they do me good when I’m alone
It’s good to see the woods
Grass and sky instead of stone
Get out and taste the air
Leave the chair at home
Staying still breathes despair
While these legs were born to roam.
© Daniel Breslin
Our broken homes
Our broken lives
Our broken dreams
Our open lies.
Our choked back tears
Our forced smiles
As we live our years
In unforced denials.
© Daniel Breslin