I'm afraid
Of
Eyes
Seeing me for
Who I truly am
That "they" might
Hate me
Because
I'm different.

I'm afraid
Of
Ears
That "they" might
Hear what I have to say
But
No one will want to
Listen

I'm afraid of
Hands
That "they" might
Make a fist or
Worst
Point a finger at me and
Single me
Out

I'm afraid
Of
You
The public is
Dangerous and
THEY have no time
To care about
My opinion
Only
"Theirs"

I hear the ocean
and see the tears fall

collected in a bucket

standing outside my
window

Peaches sit on my window,
Where emptiness had brought
Them here –

My phone rings
But no one calls,
I just wanted so badly
To see a flower grow
Where
Periods
Don’t stop a sentence.

You broke
what you didn't even hold

Shattered

those pieces of me
so fragile,
without even saying

a word

and all the while
I would've torn everything from me
just to be with

you

My brain's a puzzle -
and my feelings

the pieces

I still love her
even though she's gone

I still love her
even though
I never really knew her

I still love her
even if
she never
loved me

and I will still love her
till I'm old and bony,
a bag of a man
left to rot in the dark
without her

Because I

love her

Hope
          has feathers
and                          love
        is weightless

as for me

well
        I
           have  

none of that

        but
               Dickinson said
And
       and
              Lennon sang

No

                     I have no comfort
                            
                            no belief

                             in what
                                  I
                              can do




                                  But
if hope has feathers
                   then it must mean
                                    it
                                        must
                                                   fall
                       before it can ever

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