Poetry - expression from the heart. Although many are LGBT themed, the poetry and musings found here are not contained to any one lifestyle, as feelings have no prejudice. As long as you have an open mind and a willing heart you certainly do belong.
My Heart is a Prisoner (of my Pride)
There are times when I need someone near
To hug me and tell me the words I need to hear.
Many times all I wanna do is hide;
To cry until I have nothing left inside.
Sometimes I just wanna run away and find
Someone who'll wash all the pain aside.
But the world is tough on those who are weak,
And I'm not one who is easily beat.
So as I walk down the street alone,
I act like one who is hard to hold.
With shoulders up and head held high,
It's all I can do not to break down and cry.
For some reason, I can't let anybody see
That I can be hurt so easily.
Copyright © 1995 - Heather Cacciatori
