Been drinking and going through my work from the last few months. I didn’t write a lot, but there are a few poems anyway. Apologies if they’re not worth the read – my quality filter gets degraded with intoxication.

I want to reach out
These human hands of mine
And touch someone’s heart
So that I can feel mine

For one fleeting moment
While it’s there
I feel connected
My heart is bared

We hide the truths
We feel each day
Confuse the ache with pain
And lock away
The parts of ourselves
That others need
To feel human
To feel free

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