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By Dominic Jones I can feel you around me Your essence flows through my being I hear the beat in my headphones And it causes me to move my fingers As fast as the snare hits the metal part

I got this writing prompt from my Wordpress blog, which is alot more active at this point. I need a break from the monotony of mundane everyday routine. I am also sick of the way this country's politics are headed. We have an egotistical, arrogant, pedophile douche bag for a leader of this great nation. America was already great, it didn't need to be made great again. I can't think of anything to say besides that.

By Dominic Jones It's how it makes me feel Some of the time Always chasing And sometimes finding Something that does not last Hopefully Replace it with something healthier Instead of this monkey on my back That I have yet to be rid of

Inspiration includes the song Fell On Black Days by Soundgarden. RIP Chris Cornell By Dominic Jones Meet me online where my presence is felt Always just take the hand that is dealt Write all through the winter And welcome the spring Without you It's not as much fun to pick up the pieces Everything falls apart Making a new start Masquerading as a secure connection Pop the firewall Progress going well Won't stall Senses heightened Down to the nitty gritty Like crying in my car

By Dominic Jones Work on me For the future you Where’s the kindred spirit I’ve been searching for Hasn’t been discovered yet But soon Indeed Hoping something comes around Take my hand Run with it It’s worth it I promise Drag it out till we get it right Become a better person For both of us That isn’t a we yet Reinvent yourself Masquerading as a secure connection Cloud connected I can find shelter in this world With you

By Dominic Jones This is the person struggling with depression Maybe the next tragic headline This is someone who deals with insomnia Maybe your co-worker This is the man holding the sign Maybe he would give if he had anything This is the guy or gal at the bar Maybe drinking away their problems This is the student trying to better themselves Maybe a single mother This is your friend in rehab Maybe they will stay sober this time This is the manic person Maybe scattered thought

By Dominic Jones Preconceived notions Running through my flawed dome Makes me appreciate That I have a home A few friends Less than a handful Because everyone else Has ditched me No longer keeps in contact That's their problem They know not the awesome they are missing Family has always stuck by my side Even if it's tough love See past the pain And rise above Meet me halfway I'm not going to do all the work Myself Have a nice life Those that I have known A blemish on my memor

By Dominic Jones Sometimes I feel numb When I don't want to But doing better Tune out the world That I don't always want to be a part of And narrow the apex To focus on bettering myself And the world around me Sometimes it's okay to escape Take the edge off Reality keeps on slip streaming Regardless of sobriety Or the lack thereof I always come back to here and now And hopefully don't have Another citation to take care of Responsibility in several areas Is the best bet Bet on

By Dominic Jones Focus on the past Lose sight of the future Focus on what stays the same Lose sight of what has changed Focus on me Lose sight of you Focus on the setbacks Lose sight of the desired outcome Focus on the resentment Lose sight of what is different Focus on the bullshit Lose sight of the wreckage I am slowly cleaning up Focus on the downward spiral Lose sight of the situation Focus on the stress Lose sight of the ambition Focus on the heartache Lose sight of what

By Dominic Jones Pain is an apparition Stars dancing in front of your eyes Everything your sanity can devise Playing tricks on your incompetence Your capacity for tolerance Stretched to the breaking point Beginning to wear thin Build it back up A good foundation Start over / clean slate And effectively annihilate All of your fears + woes It can be made up as it goes Everything anew Forest burned to a charred floor Leaving so much room to explore Ethereal facets of your person

An anonymous guest poem for The Bakos Times circa July 2016 be be the exception in a world without mercy be open to forgiving be the one welcoming and embracing the homeless and the marginaalized be open to another viewpoint be resistant to returning anger - hate for hate be open to loving others without stopping to inquire whether or not they are worthy be who you were called to be be open to receiving the unseen love in a world seemingly gone mad with pain and grief and lac

By Dominic Jones The ink tip Hits that papyrus I’m hoping that the flowome Spreads like a virus Gotta keep this going Hang onto this vibe Show this writer’s block Behemoth standing before me That it’s mind over matter Even if it’s a bit o’ chatter The angry monkeys Will soon be subdued Then I can begin Giving my cranium food Mynd / Flow And get it to go Back to my origins Reach deep down into myself Harness this creativity Embedded into my subconscious I get to mix my insanit