ahhh, i tell her how amazing i think she is because i
know
that no matter how it turns out i won't regret it
i really mean it

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@fuhrend
ahhh, i tell her how amazing i think she is because i
know
that no matter how it turns out i won't regret it
i really mean it
she is
the warmth i feel when the sun shines on closed
eyelids
she has become my
therapy
and i pray i never get
well
the source told me to never rely on
another
in alone, out alone, here alone, gone alone
probably the most compelling
advice
i've ever heard
i'm guessing you can make things a bit brighter and a bit better
but
that's only a guess only an assumption based on
one thing
and i won't know for sure until that day comes and truthfully
i'm terrified either
way
things always seem so much more quiet during the
day
things always seem so much brighter during the
day
i released a
burden
and now i can finally stand
upright again
i can finally see over the trees
again
and into the
distance
and it looks so bright
it looks so promising
pointless thoughts wander
and
frolick and
scurry and
whisper and
all this despite the fact that they're
unwanted
alone in
flesh
alone in
spirit
you sang what i thought was a
lullaby
but i awoke to see that i laid with a
siren
and her instruments of
deception
i washed my guilt in the river of your
tears
and i've never felt cleaner
if cleanliness is next to
godliness
is that why i'm willing to let you wash over my
soul
i too once had hopes and
dreams
but then i woke
up
i see us
engaging
becoming one in a timeless primitive
act
my manhood dictates that i devour you and make you mine
but
what's left of my humanity tells me to let you be
to
let you hold onto your eternal purity and innocence
i want to
but i know i shouldn't
i shouldn't taint your womanhood
with
my hands my words my presence
with my filth
who will teach us humanity
and
when will we
learn
writing frees if nothing else
writing frees me if nothing else
why have i waited so long to write
when writing frees if nothing else