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It’s moving on
But not really
I’m looking back
If you called
I’d be there in a flash
Gotta sorta give up
Little by little
Will it ever be gone?
I’ll probably always answer your song
But you’ve  known that all along
Just another groupie
Battle scarred hoopdee
Halfway gone to loopy
Tryna sparkle in the crowd
Teeny light held up to blazing sun
Glowing maybe differently
But the sun cannot notice me
Either by design, or willingly
It is a possibility
To sparkle invisibly
And apparently
The kind of magic to get noticed
By you  
Is not in my ability
I want to say
One day it will be too late
But that wouldn’t be true
I cannot imagine
There will be a date
I wouldn’t go running to you
I want to believe
You want to know me
Too old for foolish dreams
Too young to leave gracefully
I realize you can see
How bent and broken I be
If I were you
I probably
Would ignore me, too
 Sep 22 Sam Harty
Arlen
Speak
 Sep 22 Sam Harty
Arlen
I'm queer
Are the words I held back
As I watched you go

And now I'm left wondering
What happens now that these words
Are ones you'll never know
Written March 2020.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀heart                             heart
         wails            MY       break               in
      in                               ?                             still
       my                                                              i­
        chest                                                  am
          BEGGING                                WHY
              me                                  months
                  to                                   six
                      numb                 been
             ­                the             ITS
                                      pain
Read "MY" then to the left and follow.⠀⠀

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