Daniel Richards Poems

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91.
I Don’t Wanna

I don’t wanna be sitting here at 4 o’clock in the morning
Or be my tear that has seemingly left home,
I don’t wanna spend my life amidst the paranoid yawning
Or be spinning, falling and falling alone,
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92.
Im Running From My Failing Foundations

Im running from my failing foundations
And I tried to give you fair warning
Told you everything all out and bare, but nobody’s listening
Tried too communicate over the years, inbetween the screaming voices, petulance
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93.
Until That Hour Chimed And The Final Day Was Over

In the dark of the night, I hear you softly whisper my name
Echoes flow like a breeze through my forest of disease
Seprated by miles of time but yet your still feeling the same
Like a stream down a mountain side, the memories never fall still
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94.
And It’s Here Underneath These Lies I'Ve Crept

In underneath the lies I crept, and
Found myself in the story tellers inner zone,
He has no face he has no name, because as a group collective
We are all but basically the same,
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95.
Tracing Teachers Footsteps

My life is sailing down behind the sun
Waiting for me the prince to come,
But first I must fight through fire and rain
To restore and strengthen my soul again
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96.
There Goes Your Mouth Sitting In Its Little Wrinkled Chair

There goes your mouth sitting in its little wrinkled chair
So suspicious and without any care, you
Laugh at the little speckled dots you call your mind
You’re such a poison lamiae sometimes,
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97.
Is It All Because We Wanted To Be Free…?

There you are again I see,
Taking pills, swallowing your remedy
Stopping those thoughts from running around again,
Up and down, down and up and around again
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98.
Lately I’ve Been Hard Too Reach

I was just so damned depressed
With a camel like hump, carrying the water of my slump
I took the choice and it was mine to choose
I was reaching out, but hearing me you just couldn’t do
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99.
I Carried On As A Wayward One

I carried on as a wayward one,
Self-destructive head space my life became undone,
But with a weary head and rhythm less chest
I couldn’t cry no more but still miss lead and deceived
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100.
Heated Mistaken Moments

I never meant to be so bad and loose a clue,
A grinning grin that hid distaste had escaped
It was something I never planned as a thing to do,
I wiped that beautiful smile from you face, adieu
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