Submissions by ByronGates (Byron Gates Jr)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
my silence.
i enjoy my silence
listening to my thoughts
knowing they are mine
and none others.
a world where i am free
to do as i wish
without judgment.
just myself.
my silence.
and me.
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byron gates jr
listening to my thoughts
knowing they are mine
and none others.
a world where i am free
to do as i wish
without judgment.
just myself.
my silence.
and me.
_____
byron gates jr
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rejection.
i love rejection.
i love to watch the eyes
of those who offer up their rebuff.
those who reject you
for whatever pleases them.
those who reject you
just for the evidence of reaction.
i love rejection.
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byron gates jr
i love to watch the eyes
of those who offer up their rebuff.
those who reject you
for whatever pleases them.
those who reject you
just for the evidence of reaction.
i love rejection.
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byron gates jr
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courage.
i don’t have the courage i once had,
nor the abilities i once felt comfortable with.
i have lost some of those qualities;
occasionally, i even miss them.
now i have more time,
more peace,
more heart,
more patience,
and more tolerance.
now, i am more comfortable in my skin,
in my life,
and with my courage.
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nor the abilities i once felt comfortable with.
i have lost some of those qualities;
occasionally, i even miss them.
now i have more time,
more peace,
more heart,
more patience,
and more tolerance.
now, i am more comfortable in my skin,
in my life,
and with my courage.
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byron gates jr
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idle time.
it’s the weekends
that hurt the most;
idle time can be so destructive,
when used in such a foul way.
the mind seems to go
where it is least wanted
and thoughts start to create
their own form of loneliness,
stripping away
at each layer of sanity.
losing a love
is the master of all pain,
and reliving the words
on those long weekends,
can be so very insane.
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byron gates jr
that hurt the most;
idle time can be so destructive,
when used in such a foul way.
the mind seems to go
where it is least wanted
and thoughts start to create
their own form of loneliness,
stripping away
at each layer of sanity.
losing a love
is the master of all pain,
and reliving the words
on those long weekends,
can be so very insane.
____
byron gates jr
1110 reads
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