Recanted Siblings
Sometimes we can not give what we never had, we carry subdued emotions from Mom and Dad❗
Bruise My Heart But You Can’t Break Me…
Abandoned siblings
Carry a backpack of emptiness -
Sharing Bitterness-
From My Image, They Paint A Perfect Picture of Who I Wished To Be…
I feel as though, I Am The Boy Outside Looking in…
I search for clarity in myself, to design a road leading to my Higher Self…
Raising Above Their Doubt,
To Be Who I Really Am…
Although it is tough to block out verbal vitriol, Piercing your ears from childhood, we grow with our fears…
On The Outside Stands Your Pride, forever Lonely waiting for an Invite to Come and Save you…
Struggling on The Inside, but Evolving In Front Of The Whole World…
Rehealing The Scars From Other Boy’s/ Girls.
It's a Painful Road But We Still Drive,
Pullover Destination To The Right 👉
About the Creator
HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)
“ Public Diary, of an Urban LGBTQ Poet
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