Daniel Feindt

Formula of Files

I know it exists with an exponential amount, A formula of files that I try to count, Groups within a descending array, Mathematically ascending the opposite way.

A Mistake

This mental story will keep distance, Keep me lonely for only an instance, One thought away, toward a new direction, I do have a choice & a form of selection.

Erratic Clutter

Talk it out, keep writing some words, Eventually I’ll make it through the absurd, Could I describe certain meaning like that? It must be where my perspective is at.

Focused Choice

Bye for now, hello, & so it goes, The eternal end of how a river flows, Breaking into realms, pass by in walking, Gossip, judgment, coveting, & talking.

Passive Approach

Respect with delivery in all I see, Only because this is the way I need to be, Continuing to browse for what is mine, Not necessarily egotistical with what I find.

Perspective of Problems

I’m thankful I’m not jailed, I’m glad the harm against me failed, There are some with a diagnosis, Symptoms of the mind to know this.

Quick Glances

A scattered format of thoughts to offer, Not knowing if I could trust her, This doubt can only do its worst, A blessing recognizes the end of a curse.

The Day Begins

I am not what they think, So, to get started, it’s coffee I’ll drink, Magic realm to overwhelm the unknown, What is before me is always shown.

Disappear

I know who I am, so I shouldn’t believe, Negativity causes only me to be deceived, Sitting here calmly writing these words, My mind is in a war over something absurd.

Sleepless Night

The time moves quickly, I enjoy what I do, So much easier of a way to go through, Options & selections, striving for perfection, Knowing that I am following a direction.