Truth Hurts Poem by Damien Wayne

Truth Hurts



I am a human
and I was loved
from friends, family and all above
I never did anyone wrong,
my life was simple,
but still in my mind always a simple song,
I could've explained it,
but still I wasn't free,
because the truth was buried in me.....
"Maybe someday, maybe some hour,
I will slim out and I would tell"
Were my words for time I now cannot remember,
All I know is that It was on a pause,
and my mind didn't feel like my own.
My family looked like strangers
and the reason was me,
because the stranger in the mirror,
has always been still me.
And then at last I gathered strength,
because oh my.....I was depressed,
of all the love I heard,
but never understood,
of all the moments my hearts missed.
I was joking in the past,
but it as it turned out,
the joke was my life.
I told everyone
and everyone understood.

First were my family,
that now look me as a stranger,
one with no humanity for them,
killing each of one from the inside.
My mom, my guardian angel,
was now just silhouette of herself
and my father had his last of hit.
I wasn't their child anymore,
but a burden for them less or more.
My sister I don't wanna talk about,
when I told her she couldn't even open her mouth.
Maybe someday they'll forgive,
we will once again at peace live.

Surprise at first,
my friends knew I wasn't cursed.
They held my tight
and they found in themselves
to see the light.
I changed,
but I was the same.
What can I say,
How can I ever repay,
the kind words, the fondest smile,
without them I couldn't even move a mile.
They love me as who I am,
I hope it's not all just a scam.

And dear lover,
you I will never forget,
since the first day we ever met.
You opened my eyes,
and let me see myself,
maybe for the first time.
Should I say you're worth a dime,
but a million is our loving time.
Maybe we're forever,
maybe we'll split and never meet again!
But I'll always remember
the boy in the suit red.

"Our time is up,
and we'll talk again,
for the boy that was loved,
but wasn't himself
he was and always will be one of a kind!
He was left to rot by some,
but the others lift him up to the sun,
So don't let yourself cry,
your sorrows won't last long"
Said the mirror to me and the stranger
was vanishing forever,
he's now with me.
In my soul and in my heart.

Thursday, January 2, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: gay,poem,proficiency
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The story is about a quiet boy, who came out as gay and the reactions, he receaved from family, friends and his soulmate shortly after.
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