he wanted to cry.
he wanted to scream until his lungs burst and his throat was raw; more raw than the emotions searing away at his soul,
but his lips were sealed,
glued shut by the crystallized tears he shed every fucking night.
because boys don't cry;
at least this one doesn't.
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anhedonia (unfinished)
Poetryanhedonia: [noun] the loss of interest and enjoyment in all activities that you once liked; the feeling of not caring anymore. title is in common letters for aesthetic purposes. all rights reserved.
