Sterling Good
Jul 21, 2017 · 1 min read

For once

I would like to write about a story that doesn’t belong to anyone yet.

I am tired of writing about heartbreak and what it is like to learn that the world does not love you anymore.

I am tired of these bullets in my ribcage slowly emptying into the chambers of my heart-

I am convinced they will one day turn on me.

I don’t want to write about that.

I am also tired of writing about love like it’s as normal as my morning coffee.

I am tired of having written so many love poems to so many people but we all know

I am one whose soul has never been in just one piece.

For once I want to write about love like dreaming in a color I’ve never seen before

For once I want to write about heartbreak like death, but

I can’t write about something I don’t know

and the rainbow is still beautiful

and this heart hasn’t killed me yet

So for now I’ll keep writing these stories

They will always belong to me anyways.

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Sterling Good

Written by

Cripplepunk. Queer. Poet. Often told that I feel Too Much. sterlinggood16@gmail.com