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Dan Hess Dec 2019
I'm ashamed of my sadness
I have loneliness to share
I'm desperate for affection
So I'll pretend I don't care
I'm thoughtfully thoughtless
My mind wanders through itself
Picking up on empty pleasures
And dispensing of its health
I'm careful in my carelessness
I'll care for you, but not for me
I'm an ocean of emotion
And a hidden, salty sea
Dan Hess Dec 2019
By this frailty of mine
the northern wind
should strike me cold
and I will shatter

Left afraid, asunder,
left to wilt and wonder
of the me I never had
yet still have lost

To see the sun
undone in darkness
when the overhanging clouds
consume it whole

As I am hung
struck fast to new beginnings
into winter’s ice
into roiling confusion
and omens of death
where the land speaks
only in whispers

All things sleeping, if alive at all
yet, I hear
deep in the warmth
of my heart
(which never dares to speak)
a final cry as I
loom over
Death’s cold stare

Parting from
the fragments of
life
I once claimed
myself

Untethered

There becomes
the all encompassing storm

No longer are there clouds
nor is there vision

We are suspended mist
This illusion of a form
which does not exist

I am not I

We retreat
to love in deep
to see the overlay begotten

Whilst under thy
unyielding tides
lie everything
as One
forgotten
Excuse me if this makes no sense. Nothing does right now..
Dan Hess Nov 2019
I want to become someone
Dan Hess Nov 2019
There is no such thing as the abyss
Static, white noise, information overload
Analysis paralysis
The mind shuts down, but never squanders its supply

I am worn thin
I am overwrought and jaded
Lackluster and swooning for the mist
Yet in the midst of everything, I feel amiss
I am the nothingness that lost its place within the confines of an empty concept
Labeled the ‘abyss’
It does not exist
It is overload and darkness
Stare forever and your brain will short circuit
but leave the lens behind
Retreat into your caves and sleep
And your long exposure will reveal light
Answers
Unlabeled, mysterious and so far out of reach

I am overwhelmed
Distant
A cacophony in deep space
Choking as I gasp for air
Dying, literally dying
To be heard

But I can’t cry anymore
I can’t speak like I used to
Can’t dream at all
I am the abyss
But I am not empty
You simply cannot see beyond yourself
To know what I hold within my depths
Dan Hess Nov 2019
Go out and greet the universe
Meet your dreams in the middle
Surround yourself with passion
Light your world up, by stepping into the sun
Bask in the brilliance and splendor of daylight
Of sunshine, and warmth, and rising

For someone out there, you are standing on the horizon
Everything’s just over another hill
We’ll keep spinning around, even if we never move
So why not take those cycles, and turn them into spirals?
Why not greet our challenges as if they were our friends?

If we appreciate life, if we truly love it, we must accept that it loves us, too.
In that, we are bound to be a part of it.
So stop hiding yourself away in fear.
Once you expose yourself to destiny, you’ll be riding that wave straight to freedom.

Let love align with that light inside.
Everywhere is home, on Mother Earth.
My brother inspired this one. Took a minute to work up the never to just let it out.
Dan Hess Nov 2019
There is a certain comfort
in the sound of trees
dancing in the breeze,
mingling their leaves,
stuck in the ground
but tasting
what it means to be free.
Dan Hess Nov 2019
Adorning madness, sacrosanct
Bemused in my internment
To rile in the utter, rank
Entrails of my dispersement

Abhorrent wells of isolation
Portending masks of weight
To sit in sorrowed degradation
Doomed to always contemplate

Oscillating information
Wrought upon the intonation
Of the songs of overlong
Approaching condemnation

O’ force of magick whose affront
Should emblazon darkened skies
Captivate mine with endless want
Or give me my demise

I glue my eyes upon the stars
Stretch my gaze o’er the vastness
I swallow the universe from afar
Now chockablock with blackness

Consumed with empty melancholy
Cursed to mend a mind afray
As hubris is my greatest folly
To swallow night and abandon day
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