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Gay.
That is what I am, or so I think.
I love boys, they make me feel weird.
I get skittish near a boy who says anything nice about me.
I giggle like a school girl, I blush and I get goofy.
But...
I am hidden; From the world outside my shell.
A egg who is yet to hatch.
A refugee, hidden from those who are there to
Hurt..
I scream and kick and snarl at those who
call me *******, Queer, or ****.
.
They think they are smarter than I.
Smart enough to use a word that means
THE SAME THING.
And laugh at me, laugh in my face.
So I cut, and lace away at my flesh.
Totally brainwashed by the idea that I am not perfect to these standards of living today, that I am abnormal, some call it. Different, or a monster to society. But I keep going, scars on my arm show me I can beat them.
I didn't choose to be gay.
But I sure as hell Love it.
My view on those who hate upon my fabulous that flows through my veins.
 Mar 2015 Alexander Isaiah
Teo
We're like two forces of nature

I am a storm cloud
That covers the sky in black
With fury that will tear apart the face of the Earth
My words are a hurricane screaming in the dark
And my eyes dam a flood that would
Erode the mountains into solute
I am the cold that freezes the ground
That cracks the road into gravel
An eruption that scorches all I touch
The kinetic energy of my soul
Is like the shower of meteors
That bombarded the beginning
Of our world
I am death

And you are the atmosphere
You are the warmth of the sun
The darkness and the moisture of the soil
That cracks open a little seed
So that a flower may face the sun
And wonder how it got so lucky
You are the breath of the ocean
And the smell of the spring
You are a bird singing at dawn
After a long, lonesome night
You are the tingle in the chest
That makes people fall in love
You are the kiss that leads
To wonderful things
You are life

But sadly, you are also pain
And no matter how many cataclyms
Occur over lifetimes
No matter how many extinctions
Happen throughout the aeons
You always find a way through that pain

You are so much stronger than I am
Far more majestic, mysterious, miraculous
Storms come and go without purpose
But life's will to survive is endless, amazing
And here we are, caught
In each other's grasp

I can't wait to whisk you up
Into the air and hold you in warmer winds
While we watch our world
Watch the stormclouds
Moving together
Falling apart
While the life underneath coalesces
Cell by cell, a beautiful algorithm

I can't wait to show you
How serene the eye of the storm can be
Instead of all the ****** little things about myself
Instead of how easily
A storm can destroy something beautiful
I can't wait to touch your face
And wash all your sorrow away
With gentle rains
-------   that if I

*******

while holding an image of a REAL GIRL

in my mind

That

When I am done and the image fades

I get to scream to both the

Mental image

AND

to the

REAL GIRL

that

I GAVE YOU MY LOVE / and
YOU HAVE BETRAYED ME ! ?

and that

I guess as an

ADDED BONUS

that

I get to be

INSANELY JEALOUS

of this

REAL GIRL'S
REAL BOYFRIEND

and not only that !!

I get to be DEPRESSED

and pretend I'm suicidal ?

••

And all this

Just because I'm really

Afraid of REAL PEOPLE

and I'm really

IN LOVE

with my HAND ?

//

Try as I might

To see it differently

That's all I seem to pick up from it all

//

also

I'd like to remind all you

LOVERS ( ha ha )

Out there

To be sure to wash your hands after

Your  " affairs "

So you don't

**** your keyboards up in your rush

To tell us about

How ****** up your minds are

///

Try as I might

That's all I see happening out there

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