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"*When you use all your energy on surviving,
there isn't much left for living."
You can't let your parents love or the broken love that you've seen all around the world define what you are going to love like or what your love is going to be like or what love is going to do to you; you just let yourself be guided by it.
 Mar 2016 Danny Mak
Cecil Miller
When I look into the abyss,
Is it just as confused as I?
What does the dark depth ponder,
When it gazes into me?
Am I impossible?
Can it not even
Fathom all my pieces,
Or how they fit?
How cool the wind will blow -
But is the western sand
Still hot when the storm claws at my face
To scratch out my eyes?
Am I a seat to be despised,
Deposed like a future convict
Railing at the charges held over my head?
Why is it judging me
For not playing along with the game I had no part in creating?
I conject no scheme of ill intent.
Peace, I bid Thee well.
I go my way.
I think I will not include too many notes for this one. It is about feeling the object of scrutiny.
 Jun 2015 Danny Mak
Clindballe
My heart starts to ache when I see you
the only evidence of your existence is the pictures we kept in frames and hearts
An impact greater than you'll ever know
Because dead people know nothing at all
I want to remember the sound of your voice and beautiful veins
But all I can think of is your silence therefore I speak to my heart and create answers on my own.
Written: June 7. - 2015
 Jun 2015 Danny Mak
Clindballe
At night when everything is dim and quiet an anxiety creeps in my skin
I do not know why but I always try to recall her voice when there is
silence
Maybe she will never leave me alone again yet I still try to remember her
We screamed together till my parents bled the words in the color of pure
madness
They could not hear her so they only had me to blame for the explosions
They locked me up at night while she tore me down till the last brick was
gone
Sleeping does not happen at night when she is muted and I am alone
It only happens when I feel protected with the sound of a voice from
another
Written: June 11. - 2015
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