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The never-ending thunder (Poem)


There were empty spaces between us

And I couldn't tolerate them anymore 

Cause' I needed you in my life
 
I wanted to feel your lips on mine 
 
And touch you all over
 
Everyday, I came to school;
 
Hoping to see you there;
 
Noticing everything you did;
 
wearing the same shirt everyday
 
And being sarcastic and goofy 
 
But, you never looked at me
 
You didn't feel the way I did
 
I dreaded it, but did it;
 
touched your hand and went away
 
And later, blushed furiously 
 
I was heads over heals to you
 
A boy was in love with a boy
 
Yes, I was gay:
 
in other words;
 
one of us were 
 
That's when gears changed
 
You started talking to me
 
Ate lunch with me
 
Made me feel more important
 
And shattered me to bits
 
In an empty classroom made out with me
 
Knocked me out with a pill
 
Deprived me from my clothes
 
Took pics of my bare body
 
And put your clothes back on and left
 
Next day, rumors spread in the school
 
Everyone thought I made out with myself
 
I felt ashamed and couldn't look at anyone
 
It was like a never-ending thunder;
 
Me being the lightning's target
 
I wasn't even allowed in my own house
 
Disowned by my own parents
 
Breaking the rules of a catholic family
 
So much punishment, for being gay;
 
that it tore my heart out
 
 
There was a way out of this
 
I could just kill myself
 
And there'd be no more trouble
 
Anyways, what did I have left?
 
Pain, only pain...
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