Daniel Wittfoth Poems

Know it's late
but I had to see you
Got this question burning
you got the answer
...

Another bottle of whisky
drowning in my own misery
Wrapped within solitude
swallowed up in sorrow
...

Verse 1-1

That really sounds good
but something here inside
...

She hates waking up
before noon on saturdays
Rather stay in bed
reading a romance novel
...

Verse 1

There are few regrets
that I carry here within
...

She left him standing there
the way Cinderella did
at the stroke of midnight
...

Glance in the mirror
wondering why nothing seems right
beyond the tears reflection
a smile is remembered
...

Complicated
so intense-alone
She walked away-walked away
from it all-everything
...

Are you there
so close and yet so far
deep within this heart of mine
yet, just beyond the reach of these arms
...

Don't let the morning
see your tears
Don't let the day
hold onto your sorrow
...