Danny Garcia

I'm Danny Garcia, a 26 year old, Mexican American, homosexual lyricist/poet/short fiction writer. I was born in West Los Angeles, CA, and I was raised in Burbank, CA. I write more lyrics than anything else because I love an eclectic selection of music far more than I like literature. I have been writing since my adolesence.  I have won awards for both my poetry and my short fiction.  I am attending the University of Phoenix, pursuing a Bachelor's Degree in English.  I am also schizoaffective, which, for those of you who don't know, is basically a combination of schizophrenia and bipolar disorder.

I write about anything from love to my mental illness.  Thanks for reading my work.

The Passerby 

The gardens rejuvenate 
With all the herbs they create 
The sunlight infuses me 
With precious Vitamin D 

I have life and mother's love 
Why isn't it enough? 
To sustain me day and night 
Why can't I hold onto light? 

What is good about my existence? 
What is good about my heart? 
I seemed to have formed resistance 
So I may not fall apart 

The street's dead animals 
Don't phase the other mammals 
They remain the passerby 
I wonder if Heaven cried 

And I have some luxuries 
But they don't fulfill me 
I've been at these crossroads for years 
Which road will cease all my fears? 

What is good about my existence? 
What is good about my heart? 
I seem to have formed a resistance 
So I may not fall apart  

Reliving abuse 
Became my one truth 
Dodging all those stones 
Makes one monotone 

And all the animation 
Goes corrupt with Creation 
But I try so hard 
To inflate my heart 

I try not to think about that 
Isn't that good thinking? 
'Cause once I start thinking 'bout that 
I get close to sinking 

Even blood is forged 
In life like the morgue 
Maybe I should smoke 
Then I might not choke 

And maybe cannabis 
Will somehow restore mankind's trust 
As I try so hard 
To open my heart 

I try not to think about that 
Isn't that good thinking? 
'Cause once I start thinking 'bout that 
I get close to sinking 

He passed away 
And he hit her 
He shunned me 
And he stold my soul 
There's an angel 
There's a demon 
Life numbed me 
Still I search for my soul 

I try not to think about that 
Isn't that good thinking? 
'Cause once I start thinking 'bout that 
I get close to sinking.

Suppressed Diva 

I'm afraid to sleep 
I'm afraid the street 
Has a dead end 
Or goes in a circle 
It's almost crippling 
My heart is combusting 
So much so that 
I can no longer twirl 

It's not the mistakes 
Done in your freedom 
It's the lessons learned 
In your own prison 

What can my heart do? 
It can't make dreams true 
What good is my soul? 
I can't survive the sea 

I was invincible 
Now I'm disposable 
And I wonder 
How much more can life break me? 

It's not the mistakes 
Done in your freedom 
It's the lessons learned 
In your own prison 

And my cage is made of diamonds 
I want a lover named Evan 
And I'm like a suppressed diva 
Without a fan to say, "Fuck yeah!' 

Whenever the divas sing 
They are so liberating 
My strength comes along 
In a diva's song 

It's not the mistakes 
Done in your freedom 
It's the lessons learned 
In your own prison.

Genesis 

I’m not breaking a promise 
I'm just searching for 
My whole genesis 

Please be patient 
As I'm learning how 
To be so resilient 

Before I can fall in love with you 
I need to fall in love with your life 
Before I can welcome your sweet flaws 
I need to warm up to every knife 

It's much like the midnight birds 
It's acceptance  
Without any words 

It's like a newborn's tonic cry 
Embracing new life 
Without wanting to die 

Before I can fall in love with you 
I need to fall in love with this life 
Before I can welcome your sweet flaws 
I need to warm up to every knife 

My heart's faith was first unveiled 
On one of my many sails 
Will men ever understand 
Love can't be made on command? 

I like to revisit the past 
To see how long it will last 
I need to be futuristic

Without my heart growing rustic 

Before I can fall in love with you 
I need to fall in love with this life 
Before I can welcome your sweet flaws 
I need to warm up to every knife. 

   
Night Creature 

The night air sweeps my sight 
I can't see no one behind car lights 
As though I own the twilight 
And possess a vampire's rights 

The city is tinged with my blood 
Like my penis smells like a stud 
Everyone's eyes want to be on me 
But I hide behind my reality 

I'll keep this night to myself 
No one else knows how I felt 
Night creatures are safe in my heart 
As moonlit sailing ships depart 

I'm reconstructing myself 
Like revamping vintage shelves 
And as much as I hate history 
I have to learn the end of fury 

I'm mentally raped everyday 
But the night is an innocent sway 
As it rocks me back and forth 
I am dashing out the door 

I'll keep this night to myself 
No one else knows how I felt 
Night creatures are safe in my heart 
As moonlit sailing ships depart 

As a child 
I swung 
As a man 
I run 
Away from the sun 
And everyone 
I've learned the day 
Is like a plague 
With a locust 
But night are just 

I'll keep this night to myself 
No one else knows how I felt 
Night creatures are safe in my heart 
As moonlit sailing ships depart. 

I thrive on laughter 
It's a sweet panacea 
It's like a sunrise 
Over the Riveria  

I'm not one for tears of joy 
I'm just a laughing gas boy 
Where's the tea on the ceiling? 
Can't it be everlasting?  

Happiness is a need 
More than just a want 
Like an old man needs life 
On his midnight stroll 
Without any mirth 
Life is a stillbirth 
But it's so cutthroat 
It's absence kills souls  

A beanist is one 
Who stays clear of someone 
Who consumed too many beans 
Without exceptions  

And the joke is eternal 
The laugh is ethereal 
And music makes me happy 
Lifted by the melancholy  

Happiness is a need 
More than just a want 
Like an old man needs life 
On his midnight stroll 
Without any mirth 
Life is a stillbirth 
But it's so cutthroat 
It's absence kills souls.

   
Lost Greenery 

Why is goodness 
So hard to embrace? 
It's like resenting 
A pretty face 

Serenity 
Brings anxiety 
Maybe I think 
It will run from me? 

It's easier 
To lock the past

In my sore mind 
Like moldy mass 

That I adore 
And can't let go of 
I might be choking 
The bleeding dove 

The day is pure 
So why do I feel 
All so unsure 
And surreal? 

It was revealed 
No one cares for me 
When I'm beaten down 
And pills dare me 

The selfish kid 
So much wants to care 
But the bullies 
Won't turn their glares 

My eulogies 
Will be incomplete 
And no one else 
Can ground my feet 

The sunflower 
Lost greenery 
Can it live alone 
In reality? 

It took three trains 
To find my way 
Now how do I 
Get through the day? 
I hope life is worth 
The ball and chain 

I hope life is worth 
Going insane 
Let there be a light 
Brighter than the ward 
Let forgiveness be 
Sharper than a sword

   
Tears 

You're fighting freedom 
You're fighting where you came from 
They want to taste some 

You've many reasons 
But your truths constantly change 
Like the coast's seasons 

Your heart fights with you 
It may resent you for your

Dreams not coming true 

What you don't fight 
Is the love you dive into 
At its very first sight 

Your mother cries anger 
But anger holds you back 
Like a fatal hanger 

Mother's empathy 
Never reached the umbilical cord 
Never reached thee 

And oceans are small 
Compared to the tears 
That desperately want to fall.