I've tried to fight my vises
Overtime I think that made them stronger
This may be divisive:
But i'm not sure which is the gasoline
And what the fire is
Looking in the eyes I have
Told many lies which
Divided my fortifications
Conquered my mind it's
A sad shame that I have to act so blinded
Moving would just leave me far behind
When push comes to punches
Kicks took more lives
Hiding in the habit
Always just felt like the wisest
Welcome
Hello, and welcome to my daily poetry blog. The following poems are improvised based on my day, general reflections, or by just allowing my mind to cruise in neutral without a filter. I have been working on this for something around two years now and have amassed a lot of words. You can either go through them page by page, or check out the "Hall of Better Poems" option in the right column. Please feel free to comment on what you like or dislike, and also subscribe below if you like this sort of thing. Thanks!
- Patrick Lyndaker
(typically I will write down my ideas on paper throughout the day and I may not get in front of a computer to transfer it. So I then dump a few days worth of poems at once.)
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