Poetry
The Last Time
She leans in and kisses his lips
It’s the last time she’ll see him like this.
Depression
Night rolls in and I’m always awake
I’m ok with the Lord, my soul to take
A Proud Gay Man
I will survive your stares and glares
Your hateful words, your jokes unfair
I will outlast your prejudice views
Your damnation of me will not come true
A proud gay man, that’s me
Change
Change is not something we take well
It feels like a swift trip through hell
Coaster
Life is like a rollercoaster
Rising high into the sky
Careless Crumble
As a child we grow and play
Color blind, universal love
Little drama, little pain
No shed of blood
Dark Eyes
When you look into my eyes, what do you see?
A light of hope, or the dark sea?
Against Us
Why do we feel like everyone is against us?
In times of doubt, life feels empty
People watch us day by day
Blank expressions on their face
Why do we feel like everyone is against us?
The Last Time
She leans in and kisses his lips
It’s the last time she’ll see him like this.
Depression
Night rolls in and I’m always awake
I’m ok with the Lord, my soul to take
A Proud Gay Man
I will survive your stares and glares
Your hateful words, your jokes unfair
I will outlast your prejudice views
Your damnation of me will not come true
A proud gay man, that’s me
Change
Change is not something we take well
It feels like a swift trip through hell
Coaster
Life is like a rollercoaster
Rising high into the sky
Careless Crumble
As a child we grow and play
Color blind, universal love
Little drama, little pain
No shed of blood
Dark Eyes
When you look into my eyes, what do you see?
A light of hope, or the dark sea?
Against Us
Why do we feel like everyone is against us?
In times of doubt, life feels empty
People watch us day by day
Blank expressions on their face
Why do we feel like everyone is against us?