Two skins I wear, one bound in fear's tight hold,
Good son by day, in suits so stiff and cold.
Polite and poised, no slip in what I say,
Wed to the mask, lost in its gray array.
Family's eyes pierce, gods and kin press near,
Each glance a risk, each word laced thick with fear.
Lest hearts I love crack under hidden strain,
I guard the lie through joy masked as mundane.
But night breaks free, gay apps glow with fevered beat,
Late texts unleash laughs day won't let me meet.
Raunchy throbs wake, raw and unconfined,
***** aches claw free from chains that bind.
Lust breathes alive in shadows deep and sweet,
True hunger spills where daytime fears retreat.
The fire floods veins, wild pulse I can't deny,
Craving the dark where real desires fly.
It guts me deep, this watch on breath and glance,
Hiding the spark that sets my soul to dance.
Split worlds exhaust, a knife 'twixt cage and fire,
Yet talk draws near what raw hearts most desire.
One tender hope that the fractured parts align,
No shroud remains, just me, alive, divine.
Mar 22
Mar 22, 2026 at 1:03 PM UTC
Two skins I wear, one bound in fear's tight hold,
Good son by day, in suits so stiff and cold.
Polite and poised, no slip in what I say,
Wed to the mask, lost in its gray array.
Family's eyes pierce, gods and kin press near,
Each glance a risk, each word laced thick with fear.
Lest hearts I love crack under hidden strain,
I guard the lie through joy masked as mundane.
But night breaks free, gay apps glow with fevered beat,
Late texts unleash laughs day won't let me meet.
Raunchy throbs wake, raw and unconfined,
***** aches claw free from chains that bind.
Lust breathes alive in shadows deep and sweet,
True hunger spills where daytime fears retreat.
The fire floods veins, wild pulse I can't deny,
Craving the dark where real desires fly.
It guts me deep, this watch on breath and glance,
Hiding the spark that sets my soul to dance.
Split worlds exhaust, a knife 'twixt cage and fire,
Yet talk draws near what raw hearts most desire.
One tender hope that the fractured parts align,
No shroud remains, just me, alive, divine.
Gay men navigate dual lives, the flawless, dutiful son and colleague by day, bound by family expectations and cultural fears. At night, hidden apps unleash his raw laughter, lust, and true self in shadows. Exhaustion haunts the divide, and they hope someday the two worlds can meet.
