Biography of David Sabo
I am not a poet.
David Sabo Poems
A Shadow From The Past
First draft A shadow from the past is creeping out A shallow hourglass
Is it fair to say the games you play are obvious
Let me tell you right Let me tell you now everything in sight will come crashing down
I am at ease, till im hit with a food of memories, there is no time to waste there is no way to replace. All the times ive made mistakes and tried to look the other way, All the dreams ive laid to waste i smoked away another day,
She will never know if i will never tell the way i feel cos feelings fail
I Am Not A Poet
Im not a poet thats my life so i wrote it so everyone will know it when i die they can show it
Scraping my fingers scripting feelings on paper all the time i thought i love i found out i hate her ya i was in it for the flavor
So you think you want to play? Its all a game, or so you think
And once again, I find myself against the wind. The way it’s always been. I don’t mind.
Its On! ! ! The fear I held for so long Its Gone.
I tried to cry, but I couldn't feel it, I tried to lie, but I couldnt fake it, I tried to fight, but I couldnt make it, I tried to die.
my struggle/ my metal my angel/ my devil my games And I aint even playing
I can't change what i dont know the reigns i still control dont ever try to take that from me there are some things that were just not meant to be
my struggle/ my metal
my angel/ my devil
And I aint even playing
im strange and dont even care what your saying
no way, cos you always talking but you aint said a thing
im about to level this field
im about to tell you whats real