Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
When life keeps giving you lemons,
You are a **** lemon tree
Life is awful
 Feb 2019 Wesley Dotson
Anonymous
I watch the chatter of long time friends
The jealousy's blooming
It will never end
The thing that's always been there that refuses to let go
This ***** named jealousy is the only friend I know.
My voice as sweet as honey,
My words dripping with venom.
I whisper words of comfort,
While my eyes say other.

I may look like a sheep,
But others know better.
Under these charming smiles,
A beast lays in slumber.

Revenge will be sweet-
With the taste of venom
Crawl crawl
Burning through
Obsessions
Rotten stew
Crawl crawl
Through the pain
Remission
Is a joke
And life was a game
But is a remainder
of screwups and screwdowns

Crawl Crawl
Burning through
Possessions
Deadbeat crew
Crawl crawl
Forgotten stains
Permission
Is always denied
And rebuttals dumped
In trash cans full
of screwups and screwdowns

Drilling a hole
Finding geodes where a core was
Cold and dark and empty
Drilling a hole
Finding loneliness inside
It is who you are

Extinguished supernovae
Could have contained
And still the darkness would have stayed
Crawl crawl
burning through
your house of cards
melting all definitions
You're a screwup
Still alive
 Feb 2015 Wesley Dotson
ryn
You are the light
That hides below the horizon
I await humbly for your rays
To illuminate this darkened season

You are the beacon
That would build me anew
Equip me with newfound notions
When dreams and hopes are far and few

You are the air
Of a fresh new start
Allowing this body another chance
At retrieving a brand new heart

You are the opportunity
Held my breath for far too long
Soon be granted to live again
And choose the right from the wrong

You are the day
Like many have too often said
Due to arrive after tonight
And embrace me as I laid in bed

You are the tomorrow
The promise of my brand new day
But there have been many tomorrows
That have come and gone away

You are my tomorrow
My future, bearing much needed balm
Maybe tomorrow I may finally realise
**That you would never ever come
He has an ache to be something,
a fire inside him that's burning.
He's struggling for the unknown.
He sees no future, he sees no hope.
Still he's struggling for an undefined goal.
And it may sound stupid and seem vain
but trust me when I tell you that he's going to make it.
Someday, maybe not today.
But someday he'll be known by his name;
the guy who never gave up,
a guy who earned it.
A guy who did it even when he turned blind.
A guy who surpassed everything with a smile.

He's struggling
and he'll emerge as the first ray of light
that sends away the darkness
giving the little bud a new life.
For a friend. :)
 Feb 2015 Wesley Dotson
The Noose
Ecstasy seeped into vena
The purloin of senses
The profuse thud of a heart
On edge
Igniting bedlam
Doused in consequence
Of a shattery bliss.*


18/08/2014
Vena - veins (Latin)
 Feb 2015 Wesley Dotson
nivek
you awoke in my dream
and I was unaware-
I had a wish-
to kiss you at all.
 Feb 2015 Wesley Dotson
Parris
"So you like boys AND girls?!!"

"You must get laid all the time!"

"Which do you like more??"

"So.. What are you any way?"*

Questions.
Stupid questions repeatedly asked because
My sexuality is deemed important to others whom consider themselves curious.
Because since I know that love is equal and
Can be given to any gender or no gender at all,
But all people talk of is

Labels

I have been confused as bisexual, lesbian, and straight. I have been called a deviant,
A *****,
A disgrace;
All because I chose love over labels,
I chose happiness.

— The End —