The idea of coming out,
The prospect of leaving behind the shell that has protected me since the day I knew,
When i start to think about it-
I don't wanna think about it.
Because I wanna be protected by the shell I have spent so long hiding under.
Telling myself that the world is different now
Wrapping my crumbling heart in the lie that I will be accepted...
Wrapping my crumbling heart in the lie that I will still be loved...
Because love is love
But my head and heart know the truth.
Half heartedly reaching for the handle of the closer that has kept me safe for so long,
But my head and heart know the truth.
They know that I cannot speak.
They know that I will not speak.
Because love may be love, but my love will never be accepted by them.
The words that cannot be taken back,
The words that could break everything,
No, I know for sure that those words will never be said by me.
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Poems.
PoetryThis is mostly my poetry but some are not. My poetry is pure trash, but hope my random writing entertains you.
