Beyond Late Nights

You run when you try to stay grounded,

You wish when it’s time to act.

You look back and try to remember

Why you ever thought you should leave.

Torn away without a mind to ask why,

Your voice is useless here.

So you sit and try to write,

Your words will never be enough—

You are nothing, but a side road

On the pathway to regret.

Your mind betrays you

And your mind leaves you.

There’s nothing left but the shell of you.

Time means nothing, for soon you will fade,

Leave this road one more time—

Live the story you tried to write but quickly failed.

Lose yourself in a world far away,

This surely is not how you should act.

      DannYetman

www.yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com

Beautiful Girl

Some part of her wants to fall in love—

Live the fairy tale she grew up believing

But long ago faded from her mind.

She stares at stars on stormy nights,

Dreaming about the one moment

She has been imagining all her life.

From her terrace built with lattice,

She grows red roses in the garden

And cuts the thorns promptly so.

The cause of her reflection weighs

On a mind delicate and fragile—

The only mind she has ever known.

Behind her eyes true temptation lies,

Slowly she lets seamless desire rest—

I am silent as she leaves dreams behind.

       DannYetman

www.yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com

Within My Regret

There’s something wrong within me,

A switch that was never turned on.

My mind doesn’t function proper

And a passive nature controls me.

Afraid to fight for what I hold dear

I live my life with nothing but regret.

I spend every night wishing

That I was anywhere but here.

Life passes as the nights grow cold

And I drift farther away from home.

My lethargic mind is too tired

To find a way to break the mold.

I would rather sit here in regret

Than find my voice again.

I would rather lose all hope

Than think we’ve never met.

         DannYetman

www.yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com

Strangers Walk

These streets don’t feel like home,

When I march upon them alone.

The ghosts that walk with me

Are memories of our youth;

I think we were both naïve,

Or perhaps we just didn’t want to think

That someday we would be torn apart.

I think it meant more to me,

Because you seem to be doing fine

And I’m still wandering alone—

I still don’t know where I’m headed

But I’ll search the whole world.

We walk the streets as strangers do,

Our voices foreign and faces concealed.

On separate paths we march,

Bound to never meet again.

       DannYetman

www.yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com

Timeless

She’s so beautiful I quiver when she’s near—

My breath is torn from my lungs,

My heart balances on her words.

When she reveals her heart to me

Bashfulness turns my face red,

Vacates my hopes of speaking.

When I look her in the eyes,

Absolute beauty is held in a gaze.

I try to make sure my words are right,

Yet my lips never want to move.

      DannYetman
www.yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com

A Painful Secret

There’s a veil that covers your face,

A blanket of insecurity hidden well—

Jealousy lights your way, like a lantern,

Ghostly shadows follow you soundly,

Whispering to you while you try to sleep.

Your heart pounds in a twisted beat,

Causing you to rot from the inside out—

Learning to slander you day by day.

Jealousy causes hate—inner wars;

You fight but never seem to win—

Weapons are the words you speak,

Pain comes from the ones you don’t.

You seem to get left alone every night,

Blasted through with bullet wounds.

You’re the one left standing in the dark

As the world spins without you.

       DannYetman
www.yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com

Deeper Into the Night

I don’t want to spend these nights alone,

Wandering until I have lost my way.

I want you to guide me so I don’t get lost,

Brighten the streets so I don’t get scared.

I walk in hopes of passing you in the dark,

But with each step you become farther—

I become more distant from myself.

The hypertrophy of hope each morning,

Is destroyed with the rise of stars. 

I stand so far away from home,

But still walk deeper into the night—

Still hoping somewhere, somehow,

You manage to hear my thoughts.

      DannYetman

www,yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com