to express my pain
I must abstain
it’s a toxic masculinity thing!
to express an ounce of doubt
I can surely do without
The universe feeds
our hope and dreams
to clarify this read
I will express my only needs
food, water, and shelter
from the storm..
But for now I must contain
‘cause I’m sounding pretty lame
It’s time to share a beer
and leave you here
expressing all the secrets
of your heart.
What were you expecting from a poem called unexpressed?
Traveler 🧳 Timm