Darren Tyler Howard

No man truly understands it's beauty
Although we do appreciate in different ways
Too many people neglect their duty
Understanding not what is passing away.
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Most days under most circumstances
I can go through and never be caught off guard.
I can look at my surroundings and know exactly what's coming.
I seldom have to be braced;
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The two go hand in hand
Sobriety, a curs'ed gift
Anxiety, a resulting pain
Sober and Anxious people walk.
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Sex is desire expressed
It's joy and pleasure felt
It is a gift to another
and treasure well spent.
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Like a tiger in a zoo
I sit or pace
Because there is little to do
Meals are provided
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What do I lose-
if I do Drugs
Do I really lose my mind and life?
Or is it that the world is afraid
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Born into struggle
Through sins of past blood
Eyes with blurred vision
Their world dirtied like mud,
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Every time I say your name, my heart skips
Every time I look at you, I 'just smile'
Then your eyes remind me what is worthwhile
Darkness is brightened and burdens eclipsed.
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Lungs warm from smoke
Body blue from winter cold
Every day more strain
Years are young but mind is old
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A tired body
A drained mind
Shaky hands
and a calloused heart
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Dream
Why must I dream
Why must I lie awake with anxiety,
and fearful of rest for what my subconscious may create.
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Some dream of an escape from reality
A break from day to day struggle.
Little do they know what this escape requires...
Some break out the bottle to douse the pain
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Asphalt rays burn my eyes
Along with the heartless stares of passers-by
Dictated deceit
In every realm of reality
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Body beaten; eyes tired and red,
Such is the life of the hands and the head
Aching joints and a worn mind
Week to week; day by day,
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Do not torment the mind's perception;
Do not overdose on painful reflection.
Thoughts gain speed,
But principle holds power
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Housed in Chains
Locked in Thought
Hardened by pain
Because Freedom's Bought
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Dreamers search for more and more.
Realists forget what they're fighting for.
Ugly truths of life persist
Good men forget why they exist
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Reality is the anchor that grounds us.
Existence is the chance we're given.
Love is what makes us whole.
Expression is how we show we're still living.
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It slips away
When the mind is wandering....
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A fair maiden lies wait in a far away tower
Perhaps enchanted by a magical spell
Lying in wait: It is her darkest of hours
Dreaming of escape- from her well kept Hell.
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