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GayI'm not broken.
"I can't believe you."
"It shouldn't be like this."
I'm not broken.
"You need to stop!"
"Why don't you want help?"
I'M NOT BROKEN.
"I can't look at you."
"Why won't you act right?"
Stop trying to fix me.
"There's no way it will go away?"
"You need to DO
My True DesiresMy True Desires
When I see you my heart skip a beat
I gaze at you
I dream about you
Wanting to be with you
Please make love with me
So I will not forget your body
Your warmth your breath your smell
My heart throbs everyday when I think about you
Hold me embrace me kiss me love me
This is my true desires
I dont want to see you with other girls
It hurts a lot
It makes me want to cry
At my soul
I dont know why I fallen for you .
I dont know why
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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