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 will do it again.


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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.

I have these moments I feel so alone,

I want you to know that the pain you may feel

I have felt that pain as well.

I wake up not aware of what to think of the new day,

I awake hopeful that I won’t make too many mistakes.

I’m too honest at times

and I lie too often

nothing is real anymore.

I like things you may hate.

I think too much

and I do too little

so my life feels incomplete.

I’m sometimes horny,

it’s a part of the lonely.

If you know what I mean

you must be breathing.

I want to be with someone,

use my dick once again.

Is that too honest

or is that vulgar?

If I tell you I want dick again

where would we begin

to say what is hidden within?

I know secrets that I won’t share here.

Where was I?

I want it but I may never have it again.

I also want love but what is love?

How do I know it’s real

when I’ve never really had it?

Who am I?

I am many things to many different people.

I am not always the same.

What I say tonight

may not be what I say tomorrow.

I dream while awake.

I dream of him

but there’s no him in real life.

We kiss and I want to remain kissing forever.

We share our lives

but I have no life to give.

We are physical but you’re not.

What I want is more than a dick,

that’s not mine,

but I don’t have that yet.

I dream while awake of a love not yet had.


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It’s late in the evening,

I’m thinking of leaving,

but there’s nothing for me

out there beyond the dreams.

I like to be more than imaginary,

these feelings so real

I’m about to be real.

Have you seen my anatomy?

What words would you say

to describe the parts of my anatomy?

I’ve been given compliments,

nice dick and balls,

but here I’m alone.

I am no longer ashamed

of what’s down below

I can show you if you want,

you can play with it if you like

I’m over being down about myself.

In my honesty I might be graphic

but why not be honest with ourselves

and talk about how we feel.

I like sex but that’s not all there’s to me.

It’s late in the evening

and things are getting strange,

hiding what I mean

between the lines.

I want to share the times I’ve had

that still remain fresh in my memory.

I want to live it again

though it cannot be again.

Before I was so low,

hated everything about myself,

and those times I was wanted and desired for my dick

it made me feel somewhat better about myself.

If you think you know me you don’t,

I am many layers,

and not all of my layers are revealed

to everyone.

This is complicated,

like me,

but there’s a point to all of this:

I have a dick and I’m not ashamed of it anymore.

I was told so many other things

that made me doubt everything,

but now here I am.

If you have anything bad to say

about me or what I say

then I have something for you.


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