Unburden thyself

what if they’re all gone?
the chaste, the pure.
what if there’s no cure
and the vile is the fun?

as all that have come and gone
i have come and done.
what I do best now
i may not tell how
but the sting I feel
and the mask to conceal
is all I try
to use to get by.
good enough is enough
and so is fair.
for good that is rough
and fair may be a smear.
as all that have come and gone
we’d wait for the day to awaken
to find someone
who may not have been taken.

leonell echa