i've come to realize that my version of okay
is seen by others as a crippling decay
bottled emotions is child's play
we were only taught to pray
and all emotions to delay
must pretend we were born this way
contradictions we can never say
too many commands to obey
all vibrance turned to grey
die by choice we just may
see the night and ignore the day
maybe in a coffin we will lay
i've come to realize that it's not okay
YOU ARE READING
skinny dipping
Poetrya collection of poems from the heart. these poems were written in times of either strong emotion or immense boredom. a creative outlet full of revealing truths and mysteries of humanity. all of this to aid in finding the answer to the most difficult...
