Daniel Fernandes

“I Don't Blame You ” by Daniel Fernandes

Submitted to Contest #217

That's it the rope has been cut and ignored. I tried to lend a hand but you never wanted my support. My presence to you is more trivial than it was a reward. My heart listened as it was being torched.Sorry for those petty mistakes. The ones we argued over as it became late. For the days I'm exhausted I just happen to stay awake. You can never sleep in the middle of a debate.I don't blame you and I'll explain why. Love is a two-way street. You're just oblivious on your side. If only you could be in my shoes and watch from my eyes. My actions ...

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“Rehab” by Daniel Fernandes

Submitted to Contest #206

"Hello my name is Mike not a host just a friend. We are here to help and assist it all depends. We don't judge or make fun of others. No need to anyways because we all know what it's like to suffer. Thank you all for joining to get cleaner than a bar of soap. I know the process is difficult I was once addicted to Coke. We learn from our mistakes and bounce the pain back with hope. Make a new path in life since we all fell down a brutal slope. So for those who don't know, we will go around the room. There isn't much of us here on a Friday...

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“Transparent Lives Pt 2 Mother's Prospective” by Daniel Fernandes

Submitted to Contest #197

Language Warning: Lots Of Expletives. Finally home as I put the bag down. Leave the keys hanging about 6ft off the ground. Tiffany isn't home yet from school. I would pick her up but ran out of fuel. I'll have to fill it up a different day. I wanted to grab some groceries but my client didn't pay. I'll stop by tomorrow and get a check. Cleaning houses isn't reliable anymore what can I expect. No legal papers so living is complex. My husband is working out the steps. There's never an update and I'm dying for what's next. I can't go o...

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“Hugging Sleep Deprivation ” by Daniel Fernandes

Submitted to Contest #193

There are things I've done that I am not proud of. Working until my body says "That's it, we're done." Awake until sleep deprivation gives me a punch. The things I deal with living month after month.My problems are in my head like Donald Kimball. Interviewing suspects of a disappearance to see who's at fault. Laughing along, knowing they can't recall. Events are out of order, as if you've hit a brick wall.I wish I have the bravery of Doug White. Annoyed at life for manipulating everything's alright. Lying about opportunities for those who ar...

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“Listen” by Daniel Fernandes

Submitted to Contest #188

Language Warning: A few expletives. Listen with your heart not your head. Understand these words like the lyrics of an artist that's dead. Ain't asking for much just forgiveness that ain’t ever said. Exposing thoughts as I tolerate empathy with lead. Read this out loud like a presentation. Evaluate the pain like a burning sensation. I was your radio, but you changed the station. Regardless of what was said you never paid attention. Kept you on me like a phone, but you faded. Adjusting feelings that can't be calibrated. Interrupted by...

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“Letting Go” by Daniel Fernandes

Submitted to Contest #185

Time goes on, and I find myself scrolling through my photos. An irritation like a bite from a mosquito.  Twenty years and our relationship became one cupid opposed. It's been nine years since the breakup, and I can't seem to let her go. Days drag like a bag of laundry. I miss you despite the cruelty. Crazy because I defined loyalty. While you were fucking and lying simultaneously. Damn. It's been nine years, and I can't shake it off. Yet the memories flood in as if I forgot. Trying to switch the attention to somethin...

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“Dead Bedroom” by Daniel Fernandes

It's official after years of effort to verbalize the sentiment. Intimacy had vanished like money when It's spent. I love you but damn it does bring some weight. I hate that my head craves the feeling to sway.Her body calling me throwing thoughts into my brain. A feeling that is easy to understand but difficult to explain. Sex becomes dust, and only silence is obtained. Happens occasionally which dismantles lust when she complains.Hang my thoughts like a Keychain. My wife is perfect in many ways. Responsible and diligent but she is no saint. ...

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“Break Those Chains” by Daniel Fernandes

Submitted to Contest #182

Cut those chains as hurtful as it may be. Killing yourself as the day passes not wanting to talk to anybody. Sorry for what you been through, sorry for the struggle. I get that you don't wanna acknowledge it. Isolating yourself in a bubble. Sorry for not helping you although there is nothing that I can do. Just making the situation worse with any word that comes out although I don't attend to. "Just save it man don't mention it. I've gone through enough yet you're piling shit." I'm just trying to help. "Help? You helping me? Sinc...

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“3AM” by Daniel Fernandes

Submitted to Contest #180

Love has more trials than tunnels on an ant farm. An emotion so pure, like a nerve sworn to cause no harm. An enclosure of the unknown. Fear of separation is a pain like a broken bone. No visions of us killing joy like a pulled-out tooth. Minds can't be tamed, just altered as we evolve away from youth. I'm more sorry than I am satisfied with life. Hating myself to death, crying all night. Listening to the chirping of the birds but forgetting where I live. Kindness is death if you tap da wrong bitch. Shattered and lost. Devotion took off....

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“Thanks Bitch” by Daniel Fernandes

Submitted to Contest #180

The author has placed a warning on this post for language. This also mentions suicide. So this is where shit lead to? Moving on with life welding pain onto my wall of memories I had of you. Months of talking yet years of being friends. Visions of the perfect duo. Only now I know your senseless. Drifting sorry Pat Briscoe I have to with the loss of affection. I did my part. Where's my redemption? What else do you want me to do? I was fucking there. I gave you your fucking time. Shit you wanted yet oh turns out you slip onto some mother fu...

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“Transparent Lives Pt 1 Father's Prospective” by Daniel Fernandes

Submitted to Contest #180

Language Warning: Lots of curse/swear words. Fuck! I am stuck within the loop. A Ferris wheel of blame for not expressing the truth. A foot on thorns while biting the forbidden fruit. Oblivious to the pain like a kid with cartoons.Broke and ashamed, assuming I could work my way out of it. Doesn't do shit, and the stress is getting me sick. When a dream fades, the thoughts flourish. You hate yourself in ways you never expected.Managing money as if I know how. Investing in the future became impossible now. Playing catch up with debt colle...

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“Coming Of Age” by Daniel Fernandes

Submitted to Contest #174

Coming of age is such a way to engross the mind. Think about life in general but swallow the pride. I can't help but face choices that can't divide. Living and dying, forgetting they coincide.Enervated and in my dotage. I swam through the river because there was no bridge. I didn't want to drown because there are reasons to live. Upset those that hate but respect who forgive. In a desolate home with time and patience. Love comes to visit with karma as surveillance. In my bed, stretched out with my thoughts veracious. Angry, then calm, t...

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“New Day, Same Old Routine ” by Daniel Fernandes

Submitted to Contest #172

Tick Tock. Six In the morning, but exhausted. Waking up, go to work? About to call in sick. I'm a manager, so I gotta go. An office job, so most likely bored.A 40 min. Route away. Not much of a drive but enough to consume the day. Open up, and switch the lights on. Clock in and make sure nothing is wrong. Make a copy so the printer's working. Of course, make some coffee to start the morning.New day same events. Same chatter, same stories, nothing different. Looking for an assistant because help is needed. Work p...

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“Why Can't We Rewind?” by Daniel Fernandes

Submitted to Contest #172

Why can't we rewind time? The purpose is unknown. God has a plan they say. Mistakes lead to growth. Most would use time like soap to clean. We choose our path although others disagree. We throw ourselves into situations and neglect the rest. Proceed with life and abandon the consequence.Some would try to use a defibrillator to spark love again. Give life to death as would any friend.Some would become rich and offer bullshit to recommend. Screw the system and claim it's to defend.Some would just come clean and do things right instead. Abandon...

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“The Lost One” by Daniel Fernandes

Submitted to Contest #171

Dear little sis a letter from me to you. 60% of people lie every 10 min yet imma spend mine spitting the truth. Millions upon millions of cells compete to create life. Yet you were chosen, alarming us like a brake light.Possibly an August baby, an arrival as slow as Internet Explorer. Love is prime yet deadly when lost like saying no to a proposal. Premonition of death is sudden to crows. Smolder a plank of dreams screaming NO! Love starts when we don't need it and ends when we do. You were mom's little dolphin. Her singing to an angel in th...

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