Dreams shattered in a moment

For miles all the eye can see is bare crimson earth. There are no sun-bleached trees or tall staggering cacti. No rolling dunes and no tumbleweeds. No rocks either, only pebbles and hints of gritty sand. The only real stimulants are the occasional cracks and crevasses.

To hold your hand

I wander in the dark

Woke up feeling more and more complete these days. I feel present yet floating out of this world.

When she touches me

“Being gay is a choice”

Be me.

Emotions building up inside