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What We Are

“What We Are”

I am not here,

Not anymore.

I am not, 

What I was before.

Before there was something,

Something I had remaining.

But now I live where,

It is only raining.

I am not,

Someone who is strong.

I am someone,

Who no longer belongs.

   

Adrift on a warm wind,

Memories of when I had friends.

And today I drift.

Knowing everything ends.

We are built,

By nothing from afar,

And we will never be nothing more than,

What we are.

  

Dg

Danny Gunter

02-21-2014

The Past

“The Past”

The picture fell on the floor.

The frame and glass shattered.

And beyond the horizon,

Nothing mattered.

 

But we live here in the broken mess,

We live in the remnants of what lasts.

Haunted by all the memories,

Of the past.

 

So like the past,

Life drifts away.

But hangs in your soul,

Waiting for words to say.

Dg

Danny Gunter

DWG 02-11-2014

Why Do I Struggle

“Why Do I Struggle”

  

I don’t know where to turn,

I don’t know where to go.

Trust what I feel?

Follow what I know?

  

Random events,

Contort what we see.

It impacts,

What we will be.

Am I above or below?

Am I more or less?

Is there any way I could pass,

This test?

  

The edges of reality pour in.

The facts are clear.

Why do I struggle,

With you so near?

Dg

Unbreakable0121

Danny Gunter

12-24-2013

I Survived

“I Survived”

I am haunted,

Not driven.

How do you put into scope,

A simple act of living.

  

Nearly forty four years,

And I still wonder,

Lost in to many thoughts,

A soul should ponder.

It should not be so specific.

It should not be so contrived.

After all beyond the wreckage and smoke,

I survived.

Danny Gunter

Dg

Unbreakable0121@gmal.com

12-14-2013

broken

“broken”

I know that I am worthless,

From what has been done and spoken.

I know I lack the courage,

Too rise from broken.

   

There are few words,

That I could choose.

I can’t cry victim,

With so many used.

  

Still I can’t find tears.

I can’t even cry.

After all this time,

My eyes have run dry.

   

I know that I am tired,

Of what has been done and spoken.

After all of this I lack the courage,

Too rise from broken.

   

Dg

Danny Gunter

2-9-2013

It Seems

 

“It Seems”

  

I viewed a show today,

About a sniper.

A life whisked away,

Like water and a wiper.

  

Not a life,

I would have chosen.

It seems,

A fate different woven.

I viewed a show today,

About a sniper.

A life whisked away,

Like water and a wiper.

Dg

Danny Gunter

1-30-2013