Strike Me Down
Directed to a straight man, who I can never be with, I feel this every day, hoping it will lift.
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I love you, Sawyer, more than anything, ask what you will, and I will bring.
Pick me up then strike me down, I will still look upon you with a frown,
my heart says yes yet you say no, you put me through emotional inferno,
I treat you with love and respect, from you I don't much expect,
to you I am little more than a friend, why cannot the rules bend?
My only wish is to be with you, but if I ask you now I know I'm through,
help me now in my time of need, or do the disastrous feelings breed,
out and away, but they will come some day,
to feed on what makes you sad, and eventually it will make you bad.
I wish none of this to come to pass, then through me it would trespass,
giving me an unearthly wound, then to it I would be forever bound,
the most unhappy I would be, not ever being able to go free.
So I live in constant anguish and pain, but ever so happy just to see you again,
you I love far too much, and this is only because you are out of touch,
I cannot help that you I love, it could be the work from up above,
perhaps they want me in pain, as long as I get to see you again.
I will love you for as long as I live, and still to me you are quite abusive,
I give you everything I can, but alas I am only a man.
Love is very powerful indeed they say, yet I wonder, does it count if you are gay?
What annoys me the most, would be something that I would usually boast,
you held my hand and kissed me fake, and then did my heart truly break,
I took you to a military ball, then to you I did befall,
you hurt my head and held me tight, oh such a hug with incredible might,
to me did you strafe, it was good, it was safe,
I felt so wonderful there, my head against your chest so fair,
it was the truly the most sincere, in that moment there was nothing to fear.
We then partied like no tomorrow, in that time there was no sorrow,
the next day, though, nothing changed,I asked you looked at me like I was deranged.
But I then gave up no hope, wanting you, so perfectly sloped.
Then one after another, rejection came, I swore to myself I would cause you no pain,
what I went through I would happily relive, even though to my soul it is corrosive,
I would gladly try again, as long as I get to see you again.