for the times
I said the wrong thing
for the gagged silences
I Iet speak for me
for poetic interpreters giving
insecurities creative license
for the things I knew
and didn’t say anything
for letting my fears fester
until they exploded
for the days wasted
and nights tormented
for my sudden releases
on this karmic rubber band
and, most of all, for
how it’s so hard to be
the one thing we both so
desperately need
Nov 24, 2017
Nov 24, 2017 at 11:50 PM UTC
for the times
I said the wrong thing
for the gagged silences
I Iet speak for me
for poetic interpreters giving
insecurities creative license
for the things I knew
and didn’t say anything
for letting my fears fester
until they exploded
for the days wasted
and nights tormented
for my sudden releases
on this karmic rubber band
and, most of all, for
how it’s so hard to be
the one thing we both so
desperately need
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