A form of hope, to travel in this direction,
Delicate & careful in this form of creation,
It will always be missing in life until,
I realize what I look for is here still,
A soft gaze right in front of me,
Is the present moment my destiny?
The choice of how I’ll view this day,
A way my inner dialogue chooses to say,
Contentment in an attempt to reply again,
With a phrase I can only write with a pen,
With a thought I can try & convince,
I’ve overcome every struggle ever since,
I know deep inside what I try to hide,
Life is a ride & in myself I’ll confide.

Published by Daniel Feindt

Daniel Feindt currently lives in Bucks County PA, where he has written many poems and self-published various books... Currently Daniel also enjoys painting artwork with acrylics and works with web-design to share his work online... In 1999, Daniel was diagnosed with a mental illness, which has inspired him to learn how the mind works, as well as what it means to be human in this world... With the range of thoughts and emotions involved, he has aspired to present them in the best way possible for the reader...

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