I blame the doctors for their prejudicial minds
And it’s my own pride I seem to find
As I stigmatize the fear of being unwell
With all the secrets I do not tell
As the brave stand up to say
There are days I’m not okay
And I find that I admire
The way he stokes my roaring fire
With his honesty and his sincere
And I’m always gonna hold him dear
Like a soul brother out there somewhere
But touch the cracks I do not dare
Coz they are all sealed with gold
And stories that have never been told
As I see the sunrise
It’s like the dawn of morning in your eyes
As you open a new day
I love you babe, I hope that’s okay
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The narrative of this poem is emotionally relatable!
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