Sunday, January 15, 2012

postage



“postage”
    
The stars themselves,
Are changing colors right before our eyes.
Look yourself you’ll know,
It isn’t lies.
   
Are we seeing the past?
Or beyond future events?
Are we meant to stay?
Or simply paying rent?
   
I know what I see.
The sky is different.
Should we offer some postage,
On this message that’s sent?
   
Dg
Danny Gunter
01-15-2012

Friday, January 13, 2012

Tears Fall Hollow


"Tears Fall Hollow"

Tears fall hollow
Shatter like glass
Memories screaming anguish
Determined to last
   
Close your eyes
In search of peace
Dreams really nightmares
Refuse release
    
Stare at your reflection
Someone else is there
And the person looking in
Doesn't even care

Dg
Danny Gunter
01-10-2007
r01-13-2012

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Monday, January 9, 2012

Voice



“Voice”
    
Aside from all the pictures,
Our strongest recollections must be the voice.
Voice is like the fingerprint of a soul.
Specific and eternal recollections without choice.
     
You’ll never find another,
Who sounds exactly like.
There will never be another’s voice.
That makes this absence all right.
      
So we go on with echo’s in the corner.
Never quite sure if the voice is yours.
And between the silence,
Voice lets tears occur.
    
Never completely silent,
That voice just so strong.
Sailing salt water rivers.
Hoping to hear a voice that’s gone.
     
Dg
Danny Gunter
1-9-2012

Sunday, January 8, 2012

hurt

 
hurt
 
     
 
I love this song. When I am alone and I hear it, it makes me want to cry.

I would like to believe, that this is what a person who was so very significant that ex seems so harsh and shallow.
 
I would like to believe that this is what they would say to me if they actually looked into their heart.
 
But that is the romantic in me, because the truth is, I never mattered at all.
  
...this is hurt...
   
(I did not write any of this song or lyrics)
     
Seems like it was yesterday when I saw your face
You told me how proud you were, but I walked away
If only I knew what I know today
Ooh, ooh
I would hold you in my arms
I would take the pain away
Thank you for all you've done
Forgive all your mistakes
There's nothing I wouldn't do
To hear your voice again
Sometimes I wanna call you
But I know you won't be there
Ohh I'm sorry for blaming you
For everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself by hurting you
Some days I feel broke inside but I won't admit
Sometimes I just wanna hide 'cause it's you I miss
And it's so hard to say goodbye
When it comes to this, oooh
Would you tell me I was wrong?
Would you help me understand?
Are you looking down upon me?
Are you proud of who I am?
There's nothing I wouldn't do
To have just one more chance
To look into your eyes
And see you looking back
Ohh I'm sorry for blaming you
For everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself, ohh
If I had just one more day
I would tell you how much that I've missed you
Since you've been away
Ooh, it's dangerous
It's so out of line
To try and turn back time
I'm sorry for blaming you
For everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself by hurting you
      
"I'm so far passed hurt."
this lines mine...
 
hurt by Christina Aguilera with lyrics

Saturday, January 7, 2012

Gone Now From Sight



"Gone Now From Sight"
 
The sun has faded
Gone now from sight
Eclipsed by a shadow
That put out it's light
  
Dark clouds have gathered
It seems they will stay
Even the stars are gone
They too have faded away
  
The clouds carry no wind
Even it too has died
Salty rains fall from the sky
Born of a dream that cried
  
The moon too has gone dark
Never again to shine
All lost with a love
That was never really mine
  
Dg
Danny Gunter
01/2006
r01-07-2012

Friday, January 6, 2012

float


“float”
   
How can I float upon,
This spring of adornment?
Where out of obligation,
Sincere is ment?
  
Perhaps I say it wrong,
Or mayhap incorrectly write.
So hard to find the words,
I’m thinking of tonight.
   
I can rest upon the shoulders,
Of those who rightly should.
But never any rest,
In those who said they would.
   
Dg
Danny Gunter
1-6-2012

Sunday, January 1, 2012

Sentenced


"Sentenced"
  
Days have turned to months
Months have turned to years
I'm still so hollow
Still pouring tears
  
Tears have become rage
Rage has become fury
As if I were sentenced
With you judge and jury
    
Now imprisoned soulless
Deep in the ground
There is no light
There is no sound
   
Tired of silent screams
Too afraid of anyone near
Wasting my time
Wiping up tears
   
They just return
The tears always do
As my heart beats silently
Because of you
    
Dg
Danny Gunter
04/17/2006