Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2019 · 172
The cruel fate
Daniel Webber Aug 2019
The man suddenly  seeing the devils face saw it was his own mirrored back at him. Horrified yet not surprised knowing in the minds of men burned the hottest fires of hell. Then taking in at a glance the blowing away the soul of those closest to him. While his  lay still intact he knew they were meant for him alone. No longer seeking the solace he once thought attainable he shakes hands with that cruel mirror. Then walks forth into the flames hand in hand. No longer questioning Devine providence but embracing thine judgment.
Feb 2019 · 149
The broken city
Daniel Webber Feb 2019
A dark fog spreads over the broken city
Scarred and demented from forgotten debauchery
Left unable to see the light anymore
Trapped in the bitter fog that can’t be cut through
Praying for a sun to burn away and lift this wicked fog
Breaking the cycle forevermore
So the the city can stand tall broken yet whole
Basking in the brilliance of a bright summer day
To never be lost in the fog evermore
Feb 2019 · 384
Lost in the Sahara
Daniel Webber Feb 2019
Feeling so alone
As if I were a clone
Feeling like I’m alone and lost in the Sahara
While I’m walking down a crowded city street
Trying not to repeat the past
Isolating in to an oblivion
Rather than chance a real connection
Fearing for its failure
Not daring to care
With life feeling so unfair
But I must brave the storm
Overcome self doubt and fear
Then tear myself out the cloud
To speak loud and free
Able to define friendship and love
Rather than leaving a trail of heart break and petty betrayal
Feb 2019 · 138
Sweet relief
Daniel Webber Feb 2019
This stagnant feeling
Leaves my mind reeling
Like I were poisoned water
Unsafe to drink
Making it hard to think
As if the walls of my mind are peeling
Wishing I could rewind it like a clock
Or unbind like a knot
But the cure is not something that can simply be taught
It must be sought!
Although the way may be  fraught
With danger and pain
Although the easy way
May tease me it never frees me
So I carry on
In search of the only thing that’ll please me
Praying my feet don’t fail me
On the way to relief from what ails me
For the beast still trails me
Feb 2019 · 568
Her name
Daniel Webber Feb 2019
She cut all the ties
With one little lie
Thinking it was a cruel mercy
She took me for a ride
But what she couldn’t hide
Was the truth in her eyes
And when it did I wanted to swim in rye
Till I turned blue from the high
But I knew
That wouldn’t end the pain
I must stay sane
And let go of the blame
So I may forget her name
Feb 2019 · 163
Her seeet sweet buzz
Daniel Webber Feb 2019
She has my mind buzzing tonight
The timing couldn’t be more right
I don’t want to put up a fight
For every time I hear her calling
I feel like I’m falling
She even has me rhyming it’s troubling
It’s so subtly seductive
I can’t resist and yet I hope it persists
If I’m not confused I’ve found my muse
Now there’ll be no more blues
Time to put it in cruise
And let her take the wheel
To show her how I feel
Whether this brings me to heaven or hell
Only god call tell!
Feb 2019 · 156
A dream of spring
Daniel Webber Feb 2019
The stark beauty of winter sets in
Shown in the bare trees, the sharp blues of a winter sky only cold can reveal
The cold cruelty of its shows the reflection of a dried out and damaged soul
The magnificence of winter, and the root of its beauty
Is in knowing to to shall pass
With spring comes what was once dead
Alive again to thrive
Just like a cruel dark soul
With times loving nourishment it to shall pass
First it must endure the storm though
Between death and life
From that a new stringer beauty will manifest
One possessing all the brilliant color and variety of spring
Luck shall have the newly awakens soul live
So it can burn bright in an unending Indian summer
Capable of going out in and out
With the ocean tide
Finnsly at peace!
Feb 2019 · 282
Little boy blue
Daniel Webber Feb 2019
Little boy blue
Who knew what you could do
First you made them fly
But you were so sly
For next you made them cry
Up until you made them die
Feb 2019 · 148
To and fro
Daniel Webber Feb 2019
Despite in ending sobbing
My eyes stay dry
Through all the lies I survive
Even though small parts of me dies and multiplies
The undertaker needs no *****
For my soul died and been buried long ago
I’m just an empty vessel now
Swaying to and fro
Knowing not where to go
I travel the slow road to hopeless oblivion
Dominated by indecision
Whether there is still hope of salvation I know not
So I simply sway to and fro knowing  not where to go
Like a live wire that’s charge has faded
I lay slack waiting for a current to once again flow giving my life purpose
Until then I just blow to and fro
Not knowing where to go
Praying my anticipation isn’t nothing but an illusion
From burnouts of a once live wire
A wire driven by desire and consumed by fire
Hoping to never again play the liar
So I just sway to and fro
Not knowing where to go
Feb 2019 · 147
Feeling the rain
Daniel Webber Feb 2019
Pain comes down like rain
But yet I can’t conplain
For I am the one to blame
These emotions are mine to tame
So for now I’ll feal lame
For my day came
I just failed to see it
For it came to free me
Feb 2019 · 155
Bitter sweet seduction
Daniel Webber Feb 2019
Inscribed inside my eyelids is the bitter sweet temptation
Forever more remembering
The ever fleeting sweetness while always striving to rember the unending bitterness.
Forever more trying to escape what can’t be forgotten
And what must always be remembered
For from the tip of the  tongue to the back of the  throat the threat was wrote!
Feb 2019 · 136
The labyrinth of the mind
Daniel Webber Feb 2019
The Minotaur is slain now all that remains
is to find my way out the labyrinth of the mind.
The string has snapped
and all there is to guide me is the gothic statues.
One must be careful though
since the ones with the sweetest faces may bear false promises of escape.
While the ugly and wicked ones may hold salvation.
I must recall though that no one led me down this bedeviled path
I followed it myself!
My gothic landmarks can help show me the way
but, only I can find the escape.
The same way only I alone could slay the Minotaur holding my mind!
Onward to the salvation I seek and pray I find.
I only hope the exit didn’t close so long ago
when I entered this labyrinth of the mind!

— The End —