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Dan Pramann Jun 2010
Another Friday night
chained to the bed
putting letters to paper
letters turn to words
and onto poems

Four white walls
and a key hole
gazing at my work
minutes spend staring back
seconds... and hours
that won't return
sentences crossed out
lines drawn through
these phrases keeping you near

Finally when the outside
converts to black
so do my walls
unlocking me
setting my mind free
to stay or go... and
almost every night
it leaves me
to wish you sweet dreams
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Dan Pramann Jun 2010
There's proof somewhere
I lost, am losing my mind once again
All the time they talk
Trying to find my insides
Wasting moments, I could spend with you
Instead I stare up
Made easy with no brain
Because I've lost so much time already
Letting my neck feel my pain
The stars seem to catch my attention
For my skull understands there's...
No photo of you to keep from looking
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Dan Pramann Jun 2010
losing my mind
breaking pieces of my own
to fix yours
hoping you'll notice me
when your all healed up

allowing the promises
to fill in my missing pieces
when i know you can't
keep them materialized
I meet your needs already

grouped and categorized
in sections i go
******* them up
while you mend the
confused so called mature mind
you call your own

crushing my intellect
to return your health to normal
along the way
crushing my heart too
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Dan Pramann Jun 2010
catching the liquid
gazing as it slides gentle
over my fingers
and into my palm

watching it fill all the grooves
that make me unqiue
and fall over the cliff
my hand creates

feeling it coat my skin
something dark
shading it a hue
I'd never seen as vibrant

oh how it does feel
running its chills
through my nerves
where they can reach my heart
and prevent my eyes
from pulling the blinds

my dear
your blood is twice as beautiful
when it pools in my hands
where I can play with
between my fingers
like you played with my heart
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Dan Pramann Jun 2010
driving the town crazy
behind me
painting it red
along the way
feeling my hair
blow and grow
free of you
above my smiling face
knowing my eyes
see clear now
on simple highways
90 miles an hour
away from your house
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Dan Pramann Jun 2010
I** live in my solitude
where there's safety in one
reality leaves me alone
for the cruel world, harsh
can't touch my mood
when i live in my mind
there's a fantasy in it all
because I don't know who
or how, my outside can match me
when I live in my solitude
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Dan Pramann Apr 2010
there is a heavy weight
pulling down on her eyelids
and at the moment, I know her fate
to sleep, fidgeting and gently
holding the butterfly's in my stomachache
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