I'm bored, so fucking bored,
Deleted the noise, closed every door.
Now I'm driving, thoughts spinning fast,
Hoping this feeling won't always last.
Next to me, my friend sits still,
She just left her love, wondering if it was real.
And I'm here, trying to forget what I feel,
One-sided love, something I can't heal.
She's afraid of the church but wants to try,
While I'm slipping away, no goodbye.
Not because I don't believe what's right,
But because I can't change who I am inside.
I believe in the words, in faith and love,
But what about me, when push comes to shove?
Bisexual heart, in a world that won't bend,
Where does that leave me—how does this end?
People think I'm holy, like I've got it all straight,
But they don't know the weight I navigate.
I can't show them, can't reveal my truth,
So I keep it hidden, like a wound I soothe.
We ate, walked through the mall's bright light,
Tried to escape, but nothing feels right.
Then hit the golf range, swinging in vain,
Trying to vent out all the pain.
But still, the thoughts clung tight to the heart,
So we drove to Bucklands Beach as the sky turned dark.
We watched the waves crash far from shore,
Like our love—distant, unreachable, no more.
The ocean stretched wide, too far to touch,
Just like the ones we miss so much.
Her ex, my love, both drifted away,
Felt close once, but never meant to stay.
We're not here to rebound, nothing more to see,
Just two souls, aching quietly.
On the beach, beneath the stars' glow,
Hoping, somehow, to let it all go.
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Navigating My Narrative
PoetryA collection of poems that tell the story of life. Through moments of joy and struggle, these verses capture the journey and the lessons learned along the way.
