My Truth
To my Alex. My ex boyfriend, my bestfriend, my councilor, my defender, my substitute dad, my all, my everything.
One can almost imagine
What it’d be like to be free
To spread your wings and fly
And to be who you’re destined to be
But in this world there is no such thing
As a soul without its bondage
Something to keep you trapped on this plane
In this place, in this darkness
Darkness...
That’s all I’ve ever known
No light, no laughter, no happiness
Just null and void and cold
Suffering...
He’s probably my best friend
Probably the only one that knows me
The only one that understands
My loneliness...
My will to be free
My hopes that maybes one day
I’d be who I’m destined to be
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