this man-child is weary of being alone
this boy of growing raised on his own
this world holds him timeless and ageold
this life of memory holds a past filtered
untold can he live with thoughts, selflessness, fears
reaping and sowing so many reckless loveless years
he's watched while now ghostly women of tears
playing past images through the silent movie
haunted mental pictures of tried suicides
intentional taking of his own life to flee
a light so bright, dying average drunken nights
his youth has been stolen by angry drunken poets
his gayness robbed by the tombstone mob
his soul can't seek out, to know what life is about
untold darkness, lifeless form, dead unborn
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