It’s not about the weight or the difficulty The length or depth. It’s about resisting the urge to give up.
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How long?
How long can someone feel despair or sadness Before it changes their perspective Before it alters a living being’s survival instinct Making oblivion an option? I breathe, eat, sleep and play. However I do not cry or scream to the heavens How much weight can our hearts bare? And still have a will to pump.Continue reading “How long?”
An Empty Room
With a couple screens So much happens today with others Inside an empty room. Dialogues have turned into monologues Opinions into truths And now that we’re finally alone We dare think, say and do What normally would be kept inside an empty room. The windows shine the outside world through Light casts shadows across theContinue reading “An Empty Room”
The closet rumbles
How to take difficult steps In honor of your true nature Knowing it might harm Those you hold dear. “you may not break their hearts” But what if I do? “They’ll be happy for your happiness” But what if I can’t be happy? What if even after sacrificing their stability, I fail to be happy?Continue reading “The closet rumbles”
Don’t let it fester
I heard someone say “before I came out, I used to hear the stories of others coming out and I would admire the strength to accept yourself no matter what “ And my soul trembled…in fear? I had thought and felt the same way before, about stories of people coming out. I would admire theirContinue reading “Don’t let it fester”
Now…now …
I read it to myself And I shiver. The raw wound in my chest shivers Sends shocks of pain. I grab my chest, half expecting it to be real It isn’t, as my hand finds my chest in normal shape And it isn’t that kind of pain either This is more ethereal. It’s roots branchingContinue reading “Now…now …”
I’m failing in life
I’m failing in life. It’s been a rough few years, Each time I think “I hope next year it gets better” And it gets worse. This must how drowning must feel like. Each effort to breathe, Is more half hearted.
The closet
It’s not only about queer desires Though they certainly live here as well. It’s about the things that come to mind That you’re afraid to share with Even the most trusted of friends or lovers. Secrets. Afraid to be even say them outloud As if breath would breathe life into them Making them real. It’sContinue reading “The closet”
The Bystander
Racing thoughts and jumbled emotions, A worn heart that still feels Wrenches and tears. What have we brought upon ourselves? I ask, as I see the victims of injustice everywhere Screaming to be heard. As the impeding wave draws near With rightous fury, I see myself a victim of it, An understanding victim, a victimContinue reading “The Bystander”
With the house to myself
The house to myself And a good porno on, But decide to wait Because I might get some. I guess in life You need to be pessimistic. I am still hard And I could’ve had fun With the house to myself