So I was going to publish my poems in dated order, but I actually just wrote this one tonight, because I'm in a really bad place right now that makes me miserable, and these words just sort of flooded into my brain.
The memories-overbearing
The reluctance-irrelevant
The pain-unreal
The need-insufferable
The want-minimal
The tolerance-none
The walls-weak
The hatches that we partially buried,
are now completely uncovered
Hatches we call the truth
And now you're facing the price for stolen items,
things that were never really yours to keep,
but now we're all paying for your mistakes.
Feedback is always welcome
-Ba
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My Gay Stories--Random
SonstigesSo pretty much just random pieces I've written over my life so far, some depressing, some absolutely random. If your interested, read, if not, don't.
