I NEED TO VENT!!
I love a boy with big, brown eyes,
A pudgy waist and shapely thighs,
Dirt brown hair and deep tan skin,
A perfect smile, a glowing grin,
My love, however, doesn’t know.
My feelings, for him I can’t show,
He laughs and jokes about HIS boy,
His lovely, little sexy toy,
I love a boy whose wounded deep,
His bloody gashes, from him keep,
The sweet love he so gravely seeks,
And I can’t help the salty streaks,
From rolling down my tear-stained cheeks,
And burning me, while those two freaks,
Fill their room with box spring creaks,
My jealous rage begins to burn,
My heart and soul begin to churn,
I love a boy with big, brown eyes,
Who fills my heart with whines and sighs,
He hurts himself because of her,
His version of love is skewed with blur,
She blames him for her faults and fails,
No matter how he whines and flails,
He finds his broken mother dear,
In all his love and wounded fear,
His boyfriend treats him like cooked meat,
A food, an item for him to eat,
Nothing more and nothing less,
They leave my heart a bloodstained mess.
His perfect smile, glowing grin,
Is just a cell he hides within.
Although, I know, I cannot blame,
For in my anger, jealous flame,
I neglected my own shame,
In terms of masks, we are the same
-TW
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