No one knows what real darkness is
Until you've danced under a red moonlight
With foreign hands gripping you chest to chest
Hearing a heartbeat you could only stop if his tongue were to reach your lips
Heat scorched skin sticks you to him
Counting seconds till mom and dad decide to visit
Till you're saved
Time was unforgiving and you realized then that it was the end
You could not find friends in that lonely basement
Slipping further into the darkness where slippery fingers found their way
Breaths and secrets intertwined
They made you his but he remained undefined
Never, shall you say his name.
-I'm not very fond of this poem of mine but I thought I should share. Maybe someone will feel better because of it.