I’m on my own | For Men To Talk

I’m on my own | For Men To Talk

I’m on my own (A poem inspired by Bananarama song titles) In the Cruel Summer, shadows creep,Love in the First Degree, it cuts so deep.When you’re Really Saying Something, don’t be shy,Reach for help, don’t let it pass you by. In the Venus of our struggles, we stand tall,Through the Trick of the Night, we learn to crawl.I Heard a Rumour, whispers in our minds,But Help! is what the heart trul…