something so real never felt so fake.
i was drowning in the crystal waters of your lake.
but i understood.
the secrets that hushed the things we did.
i knew what it felt like.
to hide.
to run.
and find myself locked in a closet.
one i couldn't get out of.
but i broke free.
because back then,
there wasn't a you and me.
but we are in another time now.
and you trapped yourself.
you couldn't break free.
but you walked away.
you left your soul in a closet.
while your family heard the secrets.
but everyone else.
the ones in school.
they didn't know.
and suddenly,
that became a rule.
-bonnie
YOU ARE READING
Letters to Clyde~
Poetrythrough metaphors, love, and heartbreak, these are poems dedicated to my dear clyde. i love you. -bonnie ~COMPLETED~ (i wrote this at 4 am and finished the whole book at 5 am. lmaoooo)
