Broken boy

He is tormented inside from a love that he lacks, creating holes in his soul that he believes can’t be mended

In the night his sheets are filled with woman as he uses them to escape his wounds

Their bodies become his addiction only the flesh he knows to use to satisfy the need for wholeness

No one is worth his heart, for if his own mother didn’t give him love, how is he to trust another woman to love him?

Broken hearted boy turned into a broken man

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