Tag: #depression

• Memories

  If you can hear me, when I say I need you, will you remember me when I’m no longer with you? Someday my memories, all of my days and nights, will be forgotten like so many before me. I wonder if I’m wasting these precious hours seeking something I shall never find. I wonder if…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  June 8, 2019

  poetry, writing

  #Alone, #boyfriend, #depression, #Dreams, #emotions, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #love, #memory, #music, #past, #poem, #purpose, #words, #writer, poetry

• Again

  Last words for another day, will I be so bold and say what’s on my mind? I’m gay if you don’t already know. I suck cock and guys suck mine as well. I’ve had sex as if you could tell by looking at me. Am I ashamed of these things? No, I’m not and I…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  June 7, 2019

  poetry, writing

  #Alone, #boyfriend, #cock, #depression, #dick, #Dreams, #emotions, #fantasy, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #identity, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #love, #lover, #masturbation, #memory, #oral, #past, #poem, #purpose, #SC, #sex, #songs, #SouthCarolina, #words, #writer, poetry

• I dream of Love

  I dream of days that will never be, I dream of people I’ll never know. Sometimes I say words no one will ever hear, sometimes I think: why am I here? It’s not easy to explain, the many things that I am. I can be sweet and I can be not so nice at times.…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  June 7, 2019

  poetry, writing

  #Alone, #boyfriend, #cock, #depression, #dick, #Dreams, #emotions, #fantasy, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #identity, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #love, #lover, #masturbation, #memory, #oral, #past, #poem, #purpose, #SC, #sex, #SouthCarolina, #words, #writer, poetry

• Remember

  Sky is full of stars, memories fill me as I long to be somewhere other than here. I’m in my room, though in my mind I’m thousands of miles somewhere else. Images fill my head, my heart quickens its pace. I think of them, their names long since gone from my memory. If I could…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  June 4, 2019

  poetry, writing

  #Alone, #depression, #emotions, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #identity, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #love, #masturbation, #memory, #oral, #past, #poem, #SC, #sex, #SouthCarolina, #words, #writer, poetry

• Day to Day

  These times are tougher, wondering what tomorrow will bring, tougher than most days but these aren’t your typical days. My emotions are mixed, I want to be alone but I want to have a boyfriend to hold me at night. These times I imagine being next to him, I could feel him next to me…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  May 30, 2019

  poetry, writing

  #Alone, #depression, #emotions, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #identity, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #love, #memory, #poem, #purpose, #SC, #sex, #songs, #SouthCarolina, #words, #writer, poetry

• Those Darkest of Hours

  In the dark hours, times of low and sorrow I hear his voice shattering my silence. I want to kill his memories, forget the time I spent captive. I’ve been broken, those words spoken are still roaming my head like smoke filling a room of memory. You watched me in the shower, you watched me…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  May 28, 2019

  poetry, writing

  #abuse, #captive, #depression, #emotions, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #hate, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #memory, #oral, #past, #poem, #sex, #words, #writer, poetry

• Between Love and Hate

  I could pretend I’m doing fine, fake expressions and quick replies, but things have never been well with me. I’m stuck in these feelings between love and hate for myself.

  jasonwhitaker29171

  May 28, 2019

  poetry, writing

  #Alone, #depression, #emotions, #GayWriter, #hate, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #love, #past, #poem, #SouthCarolina, #words, #writer, poetry