If Home is Where Your Heart Resides,
Tell What Would Happen When,
Your Heart Has Lost It's Size,
Never Fitting Correctly Then?
Shriveled Up and Cracked,
Broken Into Many Pieces,
But Piled So Neatly, Stacked,
All Folded Up, So Many Creases.

I Love a BoyEvery part of me wants him.I Love a Boy by ~suburbancliche
Body and Soul
ache for the unattainable.
His soft golden hair whispers
"caress me".
His deep blue eyes implore
"trust me".
I long for his touch.
Being near him, without being with him
is unbearable.
One day
I will roll over and see his smile,
blissfully content as mine.

I Said ItThe words flew out,I Said It by ~suburbancliche
after years of denial,
repression and prayer.
A warm chill consumed my person,
as much as a contradiction as I feel.
I gasped at what I had done.
Why did I do it?
Why did I tell HIM??
Why am I even asking these questions?
For the first time in years,
I feel good.
Really good!
I want to shout it from the top of this little town
and yet I feel more repressed than ever.
I realize the consequences of my actions,
of my words.
"I'm gay".

Home Is Where The Heart Is?If Home is Where Your Heart Resides,Home Is Where The Heart Is? by ~EnderTrouble
Tell What Would Happen When,
Your Heart Has Lost It's Size,
Never Fitting Correctly Then?
Shriveled Up and Cracked,
Broken Into Many Pieces,
But Piled So Neatly, Stacked,
All Folded Up, So Many Creases.
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