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

Ashes Consume

“Ashes Consume” 

  

 Not sure how to look up,

At the barrels bottom.

Maybe there’s an answer,

I can’t fathom.

Tomorrow is void,

Hope is empty,

With no coming resurrection,

Of me.

  

Maybe I’ve run out,

Of imagination.

Perhaps I’ve fallen,

To degradation.

  

I don’t dream,

Anymore.

Ashes consume,

All before.

  

Dg

Danny Gunter

12/29/2012

The Test

The Test

Seven years, does that make it a sketch,

A photo or a statue?

I am still soul searching,

After you.

We cling to what we believe,

In our belief sometimes,

There is simply no way,

To retrieve.

There is no balance,

Of the right and the wrong.

And just sometimes it leaves us,

With no place to belong.

I am so tired,

Ready to rest.

Have I not answered all the questions,

Of the test?

 Dg

Danny Gunter

11/26/2012

What Do You Choose?

"What Do You Choose?"

The dealer’s on his side.

You on yours.

Down to your last dollar.

What do you choose?

When I say last.

I mean very last.

The other dollars gambled away,

In a darkened past.

This last dollar,

It’s enough to get you by.

Then again.

There are a lot of memories stuck to it,

That still make you cry.

Do you throw it on the table?

Just let it go?

But it’s your very last dollar.

Somehow you just know.

The dealer’s on his side.

You on yours.

Down to your last dollar.

What do you choose?

Dg

Danny Gunter

07/16/2006

Deflated

“Deflated”

  

Deflated.

Crushed I gasp for air.

Can’t scream or speak,

Hope can’t make it right or fair.

  

While I struggle and gasp,

I wonder dis you really care at all.

I mean I’ve fallen the fall,

Bled on the concrete and walls.

     

Deflated.

I’m all out of air.

My eyes, my lips, must be blue,

Hope can’t make it right or fair.

    

I’m all out of air.

My heart won’t fill, is it related?

My lungs won’t fill.

Worn out, 

Deflated.

    

Dg

Danny Gunter

09/24/2012

As Time Was Building Tears

“As Time Was Building Tears”

We all make mistakes,

All of us do.

Why end us like that?

I ask of you.

  

I can remember the day I met you,

With crystal clarity.

I guess you never really understood,

How much it frightened me.

To fall so hard,

So fast.

I only let you in because,

I really believed it would last.

I believed us to be happy,

Down through our years.

All the while my eyes were merely dams,

As time was building tears.

Miles of salt water rivers,

I never in my heart knew I’d cry.

I never knew my hopes were in a noose,

Just waiting to die.

We all make mistakes,

All of us do.

Why end us like that?

I ask of you.

Dg

Danny Gunter

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