Thinking and feeling scares me.
And that is not okay.

Empty.
Nothing,
less than nothing.
But only
a faint cowardice,
the inescapable fear
that glues me to the sheets
that will not be
stained red, today.

Most kids
Are afraid
To tell
Their parents
They're gay
But if they
Decided to
Come out
I'd say

"Why in the ******* did you tell me sooner?"

In death we praise and feel sorrowful for the dearly departed.
tears flow freely and you can't stop once you've started

If only we had been nicer or done a little more.
if only i saw you that day before.

if only i knew what the cards were saying
perhaps i could have saved you and stopped all this praying

maybe this was destiny come to pass
all i know is that wave we shared was our last.

i will never forget you
you were a good mate

i just wish i had told you
but then i realised, this is a poem too late.