Dawson Walter Smith started writing in his adolescence and eventually stopped before graduating high school driven by wanting to impress a girl. He wrote nearly 1000 poems and sonnets during his high school years. He served in Afghanistan after high school as a truck driver while in the Marines. He published a book of 250 poems when he was 20 years old. He did a lot of synthetic drugs including synthetic marijuana and synthetic cocaine while he was in the Marines because they could not be drug tested for them. He developed intestinal cancer shortly after stopping them after multiple years of daily use. He was 25 when he developed cancer. He was said to have studied science from the library on his own after the Marines instead of going to college. He was also an inventor that created some of his own personal inventions for private use, he never openly tried to explain himself. All he would say is that they worked the way he wanted them to and they were not for sale. He never filed any patents. Currently there has been no eulogy of him but very little else is known of him.
He was said to be 15/16 German and 1/16 English.


Dawson Walter Smith Poems


Falling into this hole,
When I can’t feel the pain.
The mark left on your soul,
Once life has been slain.... more »

Tribute To My Relief

Meaningful moments dwell beneath the sea,
To the blind and mortal realm.
Hidden from the destiny of what life shall be,
To a pain with the will to overwhelm.... more »

Rhythym Steadily Flows

Plaguing thoughts have found my mind,
Tormenting me away from the dream.
Breed within the loophole you would find,
Within the terrible pain of each scream.... more »

Dawson Walter Smith Quotes

Comments about Dawson Walter Smith

Fallen Too Far 11 May 2006 06:49
Dawson-(Walter?) i am standing here, and that's pretty much it. i am impressed.your poems have so much depth that they are not fathomable (infathomable?) . not fitting in is NEVER a bad thing, unless you're too big to fit into a mouse hole that has a billion gazillion dollers in it... sorry, that was kind of random, and it made no sense. but that's ok. because i like it. that's something else i like about your poems. they dont always make sense, but you just write them for the benifit of you, and releasing them to bleed, wether broken or healed, onto the page. keep it up, and remember, almost EVERY mouse hole is TOO small to fit into. hey, you're a good kid. just so you know. Luv, Marissa
Mary Nagy 25 Oct 2005 11:56
I've been reading through your poems and I enjoy them very much. You have so much intensity and it really comes through Dawson. Your bio is sad to me....I think many of us didn't 'fit in' when we were your age but you'll find the older you get, the less you really want to fit in. I think it's wonderful that you write. I look forward to reading more of your work as I've enjoyed what I've read so far. Sincerely, Mary