Why don't you just come lay with me tonight
we don't need to fight, things will be alright
Baby let me take you by the hand
and lead you through the broken land
We can find a better place
for you to rest your pretty face.
Who I Am
- Kyle T. Dauberman
- I am 19 years old, I've been through some rough patches that I always seem to soldier through, maybe not as bad as some people have experienced but enough that it has effected me and contributed to a lot of what I write. I am currently a Broadcast Journalism major at The University of South Carolina. This Blog is dedicated to the poetry that I write and plan to update with some of the former stuff I have written and with stuff that is to come. Hope whom ever chooses to read my works enjoys them and if you do read anything, please feel free to leave comments related to the writings and potential feelings the may invoke. Some of the images I use are not my personal images, I have just "googled" a term, and found images that resonate with something I am writing, all credit to the original artist.
Monday, February 21, 2011
Friday, September 3, 2010
True Hatred
Why do you berate me?
Why do you hate me?
What is it that creates animosity?
What is it that fuels such ferocity?
I am me, and I am you
and my hatred is true.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Soul to Show
Loneliness has befriended me
Loneliness has defended me
Loneliness surrounds me
This loneliness astounds me
How can such a singularity be felt
How can such pain be dealt
My accomplishments have been alone
Now it's time for my soul to be shown
Growing Weary
My mind has grown weary
of this nonchalant theory
I don't know where to begin
my thoughts become more and more thin
where will today take me
only the rest of time will see....
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Meaningless
Take a look at all these images,
Pretend they are as meaningless as scrimmages,
Tell me that I mean nothing to you,
after its all done and all we've been through.
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Hypocrisy is the Enemy
Where are we today,
what have we left to say.
Words filled with hypocrisy
those will be the enemy,
eventually the death of me,
what have we left to say.
Words filled with hypocrisy
those will be the enemy,
eventually the death of me,
all that's left to see.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Loneliness is Just My Best Friend
left me with nothing else to defend
know it better than my own back hand
left me with no solid ground to stand
Loneliness is just my best friend.
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