Cry.
And cry, and cry, and cry, and cry
Until you become the salt
Of your tears
When your sorrow overwhelms you
Ask for help
When you don't have the answers
Love another man
If he makes your inner bell ring
Not your preference?
That's okay
But please don't let that stop you
From holding another man's hands
When he needs a hand to clasp
Be a provider if you're able and truly desire it
Or be a dependant
It's not a sin
The strict rules and regulations
On how to be a "real" man
Can spread our
Friends, fathers, brothers
Lovers, sons, and uncles
Awfully thin
Don't let anyone tell you how to be
Be weary if the message is a broken record
You, and only you, have the right to define your masculinity
For you, and only you
Must cope with it forever
YOU ARE READING
Welcome to the Sky
PoetryAnother collection of random poems I've recorded as they came to me. Please vote and comment on the entries that resonated with you. I'd love to hear your thoughts :)
