I haven't done one of these in a while! But, anyways, I'm back with some more sad poetry!

Behind the Closet Door
What would happen if you took a look behind the closet door?
Amidst all the rainbows
Would be me
Sitting with a placid expression.
If you turned away with a cold heart,
I think it would break me.
But, if you embraced me just as you did before,
I'd consider it quite the score.
So, what would happen if you took a peek behind the closet door?

Inspo
I wrote this in the shower after I forgot to turn my music on and, therefore, was thinking about coming out and such. This is specifically about worrying about coming out to people and what their reactions could be.

A Pirate
I once knew a pirate,
her smile was sweet.
with a snap of her fingers,
she would capture the men's hearts.
no man had her beat,
for no one was nearly as neat.
the hearts were her greatest treasure,
and stealing them gave her deep pleasure.
but once the salty waves called her home,
her nicest ship became packed in a flash.
she took all the hearts,
and never came back.
I wonder if this is a permanent thing,
for it is a heart that I lack.

Inspo
This is basically just a story about a woman who made a lot of men fall in love with her, but she didn't love them back. I imagine her to be a lesbian and the waves that call her home is her lover, however, you can interpret it as you please.

This is all I have for now!

Lmao anyways thanks for reading
-teddy😅