You call me Lesbian
I say, yes I am
You call me Gay
I say, yes I am
You call me Bi-sexual
I say, yes I am
You call me Transgender
I say, yes I am
It doesn't matter what you call me
It doesn't matter what you think
you will not change who I am
I am who I am
Jun 2, 2015
Jun 2, 2015 at 9:33 AM UTC
I shall tread, another year,
Ways I walked with Grief,
Past the dry, ungarnered ear
And the brittle leaf.
I shall stand, a year apart,
Wondering, and shy,
Thinking, "Here she broke her heart;
Here she pled to die."
I shall hear the pheasants call,
And the raucous geese;
Down these ways, another Fall,
I shall walk with Peace.
But the pretty path I trod
Hand-in-hand with Love--
Underfoot, the nascent sod,
Brave young boughs above,
And the stripes of ribbon grass
By the curling way--
I shall never dare to pass
To my dying day.
May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 8:03 PM UTC
The things I never told you I'd like to tell you now, of feelings held contentedly inside my heart to swell; of thoughts and dreams, wants and happiness too; a mother's prayer to finally share with you...
Lord, govern their lives as you have mine, touch them with your sweet divine, make them happy, guide their paths, tickle their funny bones, let me hear their laughs. Dry the tears sliding down their faces, hold their hands when the love heart races, make them stand tall when the burdens are great, prepare them to carry the loads of fate. Heal the hurts and sufferings of the spirit, make them listen until they hear it; that sweet song of yours that will touch their soul and carry them forward until they are old.
Lord, let them see the meaning of life, protect them from the evils of strife, gently guide them in the path of your ways, I pray, Lord, I pray for them everyday. I know, Lord, that I fell short many times; in my guidance as "Mom" there were crimes, times that I failed to help them see the beauty that you have bestowed around me. Take their hands and lead them forward, give them strength to avoid the coward and evil ones that lurk about, waiting to swallow them up and shout the conquest of their gentle soul, provide them the coin to pass the toll.
Please make things right, Lord, once again, help them to see the meaning of friend, loved ones that hold them close to the heart, a mother that loves them, never apart. AMEN!!!
May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 4:19 PM UTC
Dreams don't seem to come true,
I found this out because of you,
Life seems so much harder when I'm awake.
My mind slips off to nowhere,
My eyes are caught in a blank stare,
How long do you think this will take?
Cause my mind is caught in another world filled with hopes and lost dreams, I know I'll never have you,
But I might in the mind of another world where no one can hear our screams.
You had a different story everyday,
I watched our love drift away,
And it was clear I couldn't make you stay.
I'm all alone and miserable,
I feel so lost without you,
My heart don't know what to do,
But day by day it cries for you.
May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 3:47 PM UTC
You should be here with me
My heart is as empty as the side of the bed that you used to sleep on
And my life's crashing harder than the waves on the shore like when you first kissed me
And I'm falling harder and faster into loneliness than I was when I fell for you
And I know there's no stopping this
But you should be next to me
Kissing each freckle on my arm and tracing "I love you" into my palm because each letter deserved it's own recognition for it made up a larger picture
And you should be next to me
With my head leaning onto the very shoulder I spent entire nights crying into
You should be beside me
But I guess this was all besides the point
And now you're next in line for a new girl
I just wish you would give me a next chance
May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 3:17 PM UTC
My world is not of the written word
It cannot be numbered
held captive on a so called page
My world is liquid
as sea , rain , snow or ice
It can be hot , cold , or entice
My world is cloudy
It thunders after it flashes light
My world is wrong , my world is right
There are no words that bind my life
I won't be delegated
to exist in the black on white
I will not be staved
by the limited sways
of the written words upon the page
May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 3:14 PM UTC