Hunter

YOU HELD ON, THEN YOU LET GO. HARD TO SWALLOW WHEN YOU EAT CROW. SEARCHING FOR ANSWERS TO QUESTIONS NEVER ASKED. SEARCHING FOR SOMEONE WHO WEARS NO MASK. YOU PULLED ME IN, THEN THREW ME AWAY. I GUESS IT WAS HARD TRYING TO BE GAY. IN MY DEEPEST, DARKEST DAYS AND HOURS. I WATCHED MY LOVE FOR YOU STEW AND SOUR. I WONDER WHAT IT’S LIKE TO BE FREE OF MY MIND? NO MEMORIES OF A LOVE I SAW AS SUBLIME. MANY PEOPLE WALK IN AND OUT OF MY ROOM. IT’S INTENSE HERE INSIDE OF MY TOMB. FOR TWO YEARS IT’S COLD, DARK, CONSTANT RAIN. I WELCOME ALL TO MY HOUSE OF PAIN. MY MIND IS CLOUDED, MY HEART BLEEDS. DEPRESSION SETS IN, AT MACH-SPEED. I’M DRIFTING UNSURE OF MY DIRECTION. MY FLAWS WERE EXPOSED AND ALL MY IMPERFECTION. YOU SAID FOREVER, THEN RAN AWAY. I STILL SEE RED TAIL-LIGHTS FROM YOUR CHEVROLET. I’M SCARED OF BEING PULLED, DOWN AND UNDER. A SIDE-EFFECT OF LOVING SOMEONE THEY CALL THE HUNTER. TURBO1904