Dalmain Snyman


"Depression Depot" by Dalmain Snyman

Dalmain Snyman 2012-11-27 She’s an open wound, festering insecurity
The boil that’s ripe with self-indulgence
The hated darkness that hides in my shadow
and I’m lost deep inside her

"Joburg tune" by Dalmain Snyman

Dalmain Snyman 2012-11-27 I bleed red, I bleed out
The silent answer to a unheard shout
I bleed red and consistently true
One less thing I have in common with you

"Love 1" by Damain Snyman

Dalmain Snyman 2012-11-27 I can’t pluck a string, can’t hold a note
Can’t grow a money-tree that shines in your eyes
Can’t keep a foot in a straight line in front of you
But I can speak words of love right next to you

"The crown of Thomas" by Dalmain Snyman

Dalmain Snyman 2012-11-27 I am the uncomfortable sleep, sitting fast and sore
When you rub I cling deeper to your skin
I am the slimy sleep that keeps your sight obscured
Holding on to your fight and winning

"The Lonely Train On An Empty Track" by Dalmain Snyman

Dalmain Snyman 2012-11-22 It’s a touch from a hand that feels right through flesh
Something that’s always there but can never be seen
A bullet that burns every vein dry
A cold grip on reality that often slips
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