I'm half transgender, I'm half gay. I don't know how my body feels that way. The government screams and shouts bill C-6 will make it all right. I don't really know what its all about.
If your ok then I'm ok with it. Mom and dad are definitely not ok. Thank god my grandparents are dead.
Apr 4, 2024
Apr 4, 2024 at 4:21 AM UTC
I walk along the darkened streets and think to myself why are there no stars above where have they have gone. I look around and something makes me see different shapes.
A giant ship is floating across the skies where is it going I need to know I need to follow it so here I go again
Memories of the times gone by is filling my head with the thoughts of people that fell far behind, never seeing what was here on earth.
I listen to the silence of my mind burning deep inside me as I would wonder was it really worth the time I gave.
It's been a million years since I last heard the ancient sounds, I don't remember what it sounded like, but I recall it being very calm.
You used to say that everything will come to an end eventually it felt so somber, but I finally understand it now.
The wind wanders in and takes me far beyond the shores of everlasting calm and lasting life and soothes me back to sleep so I can
Venture out again into the darkness of my mind and reclaim all the ones that lost their way so very very long ago.
Apr 1, 2024
Apr 1, 2024 at 1:46 AM UTC
I like to sit and thank God, for days like this. For this is the day, not so many years ago he granted me the gift of you and the time.
Blessed, I must be. For the days I'm sure my whole world is falling apart. For when I have happy and exciting things to share: Is then I realize God really does care. Because he placed you so close there. Seemingly, sometimes, for me alone.
Though I surely know, not for me alone. As your friends and loved ones number many, new and old. And your enemies are but few if any. Rich are those who have known you. If only for a short time. Poor are the ones who never took the time.
And when we two gather together, it's as if it is only you and I. Tucked away from all the world, while time stands still For us to share our dreams, hopes and tears. Blessed we must surely be, you and I.
When our time is over and the clock continues, its endless ticking. While my daily world spins around me, and I feel I'm drowning. I know God loves me, I'm surely Blessed. For I need only to sit and turn the clock of time back. To find you there, to reminisce on our time, of days gone by.
And in my time of reminiscence, I find the shelter of, Love, peace and freedom, while all about me is in a turmoil. It replenishes my soul with the strength to carry on.
So on days like this. I like to sit and thank God. For his miracles. He has given me so many. But on this day, I thank him especially for: You and the time.
Love Always Bren.
Feb 17, 2024
Feb 17, 2024 at 6:40 PM UTC
I was tired of living in the dark. The sun on my skin leaves its mark.
I was tired of leading a double life so I said good bye to Sarana and went Home to my wife.
She took me back without hesitation and no verbal ************ Serana always temps me to the dark side.
I am sorry Serana I will have to let it slide.
The kids are doing well but they do not attend school why do they take me for a fool.
My wife Camila is walking backwards its a glitch in the game that annoys me ever after.
I can start a new game, I mean and leave Camila and the Children maybe it will be the same.
I choose a new wife and kids.
Or maybe I'll wind up in the skids.
Mar 31, 2022
Mar 31, 2022 at 10:45 PM UTC
Naked; her statuesque form glistened in the moonlight. She was ebony, buxom, beautiful, and a prize specimen. She waited for her lover's arrival. After an eternity, she saw him through the corner of her eye. She watched his long, lithe frame move effortlessly as he approached. With trepidation he came closer. His body tensed, a dark silhouette against the fading light. She realized he was young and quite inexperienced. She would have to help him in his quest. This did not trouble her, as he seemed perfect for her desires. She moved closer staring into his fiery eyes. They touched. Electricity coursed thought jagged nerves. He was eager to please and this pleased her. He touched the sleek smoothness of her. She became brazen and wanton. She submitted completely to let him have his way with her. He groped with his maleness to reach his ultimate goal and most comfortable position. She aided and abetted him to find his way to nirvana. She enveloped him to her extreme ****** escalation. She writhed in ecstasy. All too soon for both of them they reached the thrilling ****** of their passion. His love spent. He rolled over exhausted. She had bitten him lustfully during the ********** His eyes bulged. His heart pounded. The venom took effect. He shook violently and spastically. He then became quite stiff and still. With the warmth of new life dwelling with in her, the black widow spider devoured her mate.
Mar 13, 2022
Mar 13, 2022 at 9:45 PM UTC
There once was a lovely little gosling named Julia.
She went around gathering traits.
When she grew up she fell in love with Xponis, the powerful goose. He would lead a journey south.
No two geese are alike. So I pulled out my looking glass and took a look. It's true.
The geese did a thing called drafting. This does not mean they stop for a draught on the way south. It means flying slightly behind and to the flank to take advantage of the draft from the goose in front. It makes for easier flight.
Bang! It's over.
To prepare the goose, Margaret, the chef, takes over.
Mar 13, 2022
Mar 13, 2022 at 3:41 PM UTC
{Hello my name is Sam
I don't write poetry so I don't give a dam}
Sam followed me two days ago
It kind of gives me a little glow
Is Sam a girl or boy
I am not sure it might be a ploy
It might be a trap some sort of jail bait
To cause an end to my fate
Who are you Sam I want to know
you are blocked now you ***** ******* ***
Mar 9, 2022
Mar 9, 2022 at 8:56 PM UTC
Tom was strung out. He was going to the coast for a two week holiday. He handed me the keys to By Ourselves, the drop in centre for psychiatric patients, and said, "Guard these with your life!" The place had to be protected from the Reality Police.
Ten days passed. I was walking late at night. I wasn't too sure of the time. I hate time. It went too slow when I paid attention. Couldn't sleep. Time to get up.
Sort of wandering aimlessly, hoping I would make it. Make what? Make it through the night without freezing. Make it to the light of a brand new day when the sun would shine? Would I see the sun again?
Would I make it to the other side of the bridge I was walking on?
As kids, my brother and I had walked across an old foot bridge and played a game. As soon as we reached the highest point of the bridge, we had ten seconds, by counting, to reach the pavement. If we didn't make it, the old troll that lived under the bridge would get us. That old troll never got either one of us, but I was scared as hell of him.
Thank God, I make it! On the other side of the traffic bridge I walked through a red light. No cars No other sign of life.
The park entrance was a block away. Car lights from the far side of the bridge. He was coming fast. I felt the relative safety of crossing the median. The car speed past, and through an open window a voice yelled, "We're going to get you!" the car carried on. but the hideous laughter of the occupants echoed in my ears. Thank God, they didn't turn into the park. I walked in to the park and was lost in the winter wonderland **** frost and fog. It was relatively warm - no wind. I wasn't going to freeze that night. The Christmas lights were gorgeous.
There was no other sign of life save for the steamy car windows. Parked. Avoid them! Do not disturb their tranquility. Don't even look at the car again.
I was taken back to a night years ago. My girl, at the time, and I were parked in the same spot. We made steamy love then.
When I had passed the car, a window rolled down. A girl was freaking out. And a guy yelled, "Take off you pervert!"
I cut over to the museum. The spot lights shone on the carved figures of animals. I was mesmerized. They were so peaceful, so free.
At once, a wolf jumped out from the figures. Mouth agape, growling and drooling as if it was under attack or about to attack.
I scrambled to the corner of the building, ducked around the corner and flattened myself against the far side of the wall.
Chest heaving, I waited for what seemed a life time. Not moving a muscle I tried to gulp my breath. I tried to hide - not to escape. I waited.
I noticed and unlit spotlight. I couldn't see the stone figures at the top of the building. For some reason, I was calm. I said a silent prayer and foolishly tested the power of God by kicking the dark spotlight. Instantly, it lit up.
Bathed in the warm light, I turned to look up at the figures. A firm wooden shaft with a sharp point sliced through my chest and stopped halfway through my body.
I saw the fish in the sea and a man walking on the water. The figure of a cross was thrown by my shadow in the spotlight.
I reached inside the hole in the lining of my coat for the keys to the drop in centre, the keys to the files and the desk that contained our membership list.
The Reality Police were after our membership list. They coud then eliminate the bed genes within all our members which could be passed on to future generations.
With my last ounce of energy, I threw the keys as hard as I could. A tiny fish within the stone fresco swallowed them.
Mar 9, 2022
Mar 9, 2022 at 8:40 PM UTC
Listen to me when I say I am sad
Don't look at the TV when I am talking to you
My feet a sore they need a massage
don't ignore me when I am talking
I need to watch my shows on TV
don't talk when I am listening to my shows
that is so annoying
Look at my hair and tell me
what you think
Delete that photo of me
I didn't look good that day
Mar 5, 2022
Mar 5, 2022 at 7:15 PM UTC
So we are all born into this world and we have arrived by luck.
You were once an egg, of many eggs in the past.
You were once a ***** of millions of others but for some strange reason.
you won the race and fertilized the egg.
We all arrive here by a a slim margin. We arrive with very little thought of who we are.
We soon realize we are loved. We explore, and every day we experience our surroundings with our eyes our nose and our touch.
We breathe, we eat we *** and ****
This cycle will be repeated until our death.
Our inner functions are a mystery to us until they start to fail.
In the beginning you will need an assistant, but not for the breathing.
You could never survive without the assistant. Because they want you alive.
You have arrived. That is what is most important, just think of the others who have not. If I could take a vacation and visit all that have not arrived it would never return from the eternal flame.
We breathe we think we **** we *** Things do not ever change. We control we hurt we submit we plea.
It never ends.
When will it ever end. Can I decline I am tired now. Things are in decline. I wish to decease from the human race. I cry out now yes now.
I watch you on the internet not really knowing how.
Your stupid videos are not what I allow.
Bare necessities.
Mar 5, 2022
Mar 5, 2022 at 7:09 PM UTC