I’m no good at this: this life that drags us hither-thither, and drives us amiss. This world is poorly wrought; shaped by hateful hands, that beat us into weapons or slag, and what is there for the tranny/fag? We will...
His dad would say son stop moping because it makes you weak But his mom said my boy you’re much stronger than you think Confused trying to figure who he is not knowing that the answer lay within He would...
wish I had something to stay with me forever I wish it was you but I knew you would perish in my hands cause you would have lost the reason and spark for us to be together So I wish...
He looks at me with eyes so soft, they speak a thousand words. Words of compassion and tenderness. What kind of love is this? His promises are firm and His heart kind. What kind of love is this? His the...
hollow… The sorrow… The hole in my soul won’t fill The void… it won’t fill it won’t fill! It’s too deep It’s too dark It’s bottomless It’s fathom-less Endless… I go through the motions Smile through bitter emotions In my...