He has been incubating an internal confusion
Been disillussioned through a variety of sources
To feel wrong for the emotions that circulate through his being
He has been nursing an open wound
Many have questioned and assumed
But he couldn't muster up the confirmation of what everyone probably already knew
He has been spinning on spirals
That circulate 'round vicious circles of suicidal thoughts
Everything that was anti-self he bought
He questioned his existence because others said people like him should not exist
He has been sweating out fevers induced by regret
But the looks, touch, and love of a man he can not forget
This fight may be worth the fight
As he poisons his well-being to make everyone else right
He must now forget sleeping at night
For the tear soaked pillow that catches pain
He must forget the spirituality of others
For he has been told that Hell awaits
He must now forget publicly being himself
For he may find himself on the receiving end of bashing
He must forget about counting on friends
For the true ones love him unconditionally
And will be there
But he must simultaneously remember who he is and was and ever will be is not a secret to the creator.
Anyone else that has questions, comments, or concerns is a hater.
Open his heart for love.
Open his mind for peace.
Open his mouth to set him free.
He Wants Relase.
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