Fighting myself

Fighting with myself

Broken limbs

cracked sin

ripped out heart

my brains strewn across the pavement

I refuse enslavement

I maybe depraved

I am a mad messiah

I graffiti my messages

On your Facebook wall

stand tall

because I won’t be a bore

Love is the law

A statement from my heart and jaw

Which Daniel will you choose

I am the punch and bruise.

Disappointment

Surrounded by opportunities
Which have been given
Laid at my feet but I need to be forgiven
Because I burn them as offerings
To my self for filling prophecy of pain
insane, I wonder whether I will receive them again
the world draws out the worst in me
If I am surrounded by arseholes cursing me
then won’t I can’t just give in.

Or is my life just a sin?
A tall tale of talent for sale
I move like a snail
when I should hunt like a bear
I stare at advertisers glare
at posters the only person who can change my life is me
I alone hold the key
But in the mirror the reflection I see
Is taunting the shy retiring me
and he keep my status quo
By keep taking the punches low
If I was boxer I be rocky
On the ropes
An eloquent man but also a joke…