We gaze at its glow with admiration and wonder,

Marveling at this full bright rock we’re under.

We tell it our secrets, wishes and dreams,

But it isn’t as it seems.

Don’t let yourself float away to the moon,

Or you’ll miss the flowers under your feet that bloom.

Don’t be tricked, its light isn’t its own.

Darling, you should’ve known, it’s just one big stone.

Once it’s waining you’d ...

I am made entirely of flaws,

Stitched together by good intentions.

“Different”, I am and always was.

I come across as an abrupt ball of tension.

I struggle to speak when eyes are on me,

And it all started before I was three.

I have only ever meant well,

Though selfish I may seem.

I lived in my own personal hell,

More of a nightmare than a dream.

I want to scream until I collapse.

Or run off...

In the heart of the city, under neon lights,

Our paths crossed, igniting endless nights.

First, you said I looked pretty,

Then we danced around the city,

And afterwards, I was thankfully polite.

You said, for as long as it’s tonight,

To savour every delight.

You hold me close,

Kiss my nose,

And whisper _“I hope you might_

_find me again when it’s tomorrow night, _

_alright?”_...

One day, I hear the birdsong again.

I see the daffodils bouncing for joy as my train rumbles by.

As I remember how hope feels,

I notice a sun ray protruding from the clouds,

creating a million mile spotlight.

As if the universe is asking me a million dollar question;

“_How could you forget about _**_us_**_?_”

——— I wrote this 2 years ago today. Every year, I underestimate the stren...

Upon a rocky,

narrow mountain,

the tower stood tall.

Until struck by lightening,

then its’ people are thrown into fall,

headfirst,

with arms flailing.

Liberation, prevailing.

You see, the foundations were poor,

and the tower didn’t stand a chance,

when faced with divine intervention,

and its’ pain...

Stay with me,

My love.

To be with you,

It’s all I need.

My love,

Hold me tight.

It’s all I need

Tonight, my love.

Hold me tight,

Stroke my hair,

Tonight, my love

Before we go to sleep.

Stroke my hair,

While I lie on your chest,

Before we go to sleep,

It’s all I need.

While I lie on your chest,

Tender loving care,

It’s all I need.

Whispering “Goodnight, I love you”.

Tender loving care,

Sw...

The beat of the city is loud and clear,

and I am but a whisper, barely here.

In a city of relentless motion,

I am but a drop in an ocean.

Blending into the hum,

Lost in the rhythm,

struggling to keep pace,

alone,

within such a crowded space.

But I don’t mind,

For in these moments,

...

Roses are dead,

Violets are wilting too;

A gift from a spiritual vampire,

consuming anyone he pursues.

The roses used to be red,

and the violets true to their name,

But he drip-fed them poison,

until they each died of shame....

If talking to yourself is the first mark of madness,

What’s the second step in this descent towards sadness?

Is it answering back, in a dialogue endless?

Caught in continuous cognitive cycles, often horrendous,

Praying for another breakthrough so tremendous.

To answer myself seems like my life’s purpose.

Isn’t it everyone’s, beneath the surface?

They taught that if at first we don’t su...

Forgive me lord for I have sinned,

A lifetime of secrets suppressed within.

My words tremble with fear as my hands unveil what my lips dare not say,

A flowing river of confessions:

“𝐼 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇,

𝐼 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝒽𝒾𝓂,

𝐼 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂…”

Living in sin, as clear as day,

But I’ll never again say sorry for being gay.

I love thy neighbour;

She, He...