Why honesty?

It’s 2 in the morning and I cannot sleep

I hang by your thread like a cast away

I am afraid of slumber and the coming day

I wrote a poem once

It was called Woman

It got curated, got a 1K claps

I forgot to talk about

The one time

I touched this girl’s butt

You who’ve been used

By a bunch of white guys

Who only saw beauty

No soul in your eyes

They used you

They hurt you

The same way I hurt once

My heart has some evil

I just wanted your touch

Then I would have been real

Live beyond who I am.

But you asked me for honest

Not to come here and cry

For the sins of my youth

I don’t want talk about

I tell you the truth

It was only once

I didn’t know how

To talk to her that night

Nevertheless, harassment it was.

Honestly is painful

It breaks our hearts

I was hanging by threads

I’m falling free fall

But I guess that you wanted

To know who I am

I am a dark skinned dude

From a now distant land

Where I never belonged

Never someone like me

People believed when I told them

I was from anywhere else

Maybe there’s a reason to be

Abject from mankind

But sometimes

(Not tonight)

I feel I’m alive

I belong to mankind

And I don’t write painful verses

For women

With whom

I shouldn’t talk now

As I’m also a hypocrite

A lustful man

Who wants to be held

By anyone

But his wife

May this torment be over

How to tell about honesty?

How to tell about self?

How to tell you most days

I keep to myself?

And about my skin?

It hurts.

Not much to be made.

Unedited.

Sorry and thank you.

P.