It rained so hard the other night, I was driving with no sight
As soon as my windshield wiped I was back to blind again
I was young but my mind was worn by pain, I was weak but just strong enough to breathe beneath the waves
He's my savior, I believe in him
I pray from him acceptance, in return he teaches patience
There are chains around my arms and a leash bound to my heart
I lower my voice to accommodate thee, my aesthetic: his reflection in me
The bungee cord has come unlatched, I feel my soul fall attached
His eyes are wider than the ocean at sea, my little lies have brought more than expected to me
He's charming and I'm reckless, I'm effectively his shrine
This will become a problem, I've devoted all my time to destroying my own life
In the rain I'm soaking, his umbrella is hand woven, so I wax myself and float away
About the Creator
Jacob U.
I'm Jacob, I'm a 19 year old genderless homosexual fashion-faggot, welcome to my vocal. My favorite writers are Anaïs Nin, Hemingway, and Whitman.
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