Hush.
I hear your crys.
I am here for you.
We all are.
A community of strength, love, and happiness
Though happiness seems to be lacked
We all join together
Parade our Pride
It doesn’t stop the hate
The wounded
The innocent victims
The Death
Facing Inequality and injustice
Standing up is the only way to stop it

Fight
For whom you ask?
The Fallen Angels.

Is this how it feels?
Is this what a true friendship is?
To have trust,
To be able to tell everything.
Never worrying about how they will respond.
But wait, time goes by
Now you worry about the responses.
You worry how you look.
How you act.
You try to be funny, likeable
You like what they like,
Feel what they feel.
This is more than a friendship,
This is a stronger feeling,
Relationship wanted
Relationship denied?
I don’t know
I never tried.
June 20, 2016

I read it,
I can’t,
I mean--It’s exactly how I felt with her.
I can’t decide if I should cry out of emotion, or just do nothing.
It is so relatable and so precise.
To me, my feelings, how I felt getting over her.
It found the hole in my heart that wasn’t filled and dug deeper.
I keep re-reading it,
I keep thinking, who,
Who is this she is chasing, while I am chasing her.
It’s an everlasting cycle, the chaser and the chasee
Always wanting what isn’t available
Always wanting what someone else already has their eyes on,
Knowing she is gone.
Gone, can never be caught for your own,
Just out of reach,
So close, but yet,
So far.
June 19, 2016