With each and every passing day,
You find it hard to live and stay,
To smile and laugh at words we say,
In hopes to regain the soul at bay,
You tried to numb the pain away,
Bad decisions fill the buffet,
You scarf them down the empty hallway,
Trying to silence the thoughts away,
Gotten on your knees and tried to pray,
The evil that lurks and slays its prey,
You cant be gay, even if they payed,
The rainbow is lost, in the field of grey,
Melted down to this murky clay,
Your feet are stuck, you feel the fray,
Slowly moving up the passageway,
You open to scream the words you say,
Through an ashtray of an airway,
You're here, until finally,
Decay.
YOU ARE READING
Brown Sugared Sunflowers
PoetryThese are poems that I've been writing for the past 10+ years. Writing always tapped into a deep part of me. I had to find what I liked and what made me, well me. Once I discovered myself, Ive felt free and unbothered. I am spiritual and I am woke t...
