who's that young fellow in my reflection?
crying ever so quietly,
for love and a affection
And seeking validation,
through thoughts and mentions,
while keeping his emotions
in a constant detention.
Is there a connection?
To past lives, future and present
Of healing my inner child or the bicurious adolescent?
well that makes it transparent
And explains why I have to talk to my therapist and take antidepressant
and being covered with a dark cloud
despite the colors that seem florescent
is that a shadow in my rearview?
or is it a small glimpse or a quick preview?
of a future with lilacs and hues of blue
with a house on the hills
with just me and you
dancing in the doorways
only if i really knew
that this is a dream and not true
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To Him, With Hate
Poetry"To Him, With Hate" is a chapbook of 6 poems and 2 bonus ones that speak on past, present and future love and the complexity of emotions, fun times and overthinking. It follows the set up of "parts of a letter" because it's one big letter that neve...
