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She answered and said
   "Don't call me 'til five"

I thought she'd be glad
   To know we're alive

Long distance love depends on phones
   I wish we lived in one home

Wrong timing is often a big mistake
   One that I always seem to make
As you jump back from me disgustedly,
My words can only bring empty soliloquy,
Stapled jaw lines, & open mouths,
Mumbling I'm sorry, through cracked lips,
You wonder why I sleep with my bedroom door locked,
Don't cry over split blood on tile floors,
The clean up is easy.
So messy & everywhere I'm so lost. I'm so thankful for this site being my home for almost two years. Thank you to all my fellow followers. And a hug to all of those struggling with abuse.
We systematically drained the cure of love
and started to spread the virus of hate
She's done it! She's free!
But now that "She" is a "He"!
I'm proud of Him. As should be!
For now he smiles in glee!

He's jolly again, grins from ear to ear!
I can't help but shed a tear.
I'll support you always my darling dear.
Even when the bullies sneer.

Bu my Hannah is now a Ryan.
Once a woman, now a man.
You're doing what I can't;
You're restarting your life and its just began.

I'm so proud of you.
But you already knew.
I'll support you through and through,
Even when life becomes anew.
My best friend came out as being transgender, and I'm supporting him every step of the way!
I sit and imagine you standing in the moonlight in a sheer silk dress that hugs your curves and embraces your *******. No other image of a woman can give me peace and rest . I have longed for the day that we could have our first kiss. I just hope there's something in your heart that beats for me. because mine heart is true for you
Saying hello, again
Because to say goodbye
I'd have to trust that I would not
Say hello again.

And my silence comes in colors
Like drip-dry paint on the walls of my mouth
Tastes like green and yellow today
Fresh flowers that arrived late
And the yard working all shades.

I hate to stop
Picking back up where I left off is easier said
Than remembered,
No matter how many scribbled expo marker notes are left
on the dry erase boards of my closed eyelids,

Hello,
Again.
Care to dance this dance with me?
Loneliness
and solitude.
One coin,
two sides.
Always in
my pocket
ready to be
flipped.
  Mce
 Sep 2015 Hi It's Haliyah
Rakha
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 Sep 2015 Hi It's Haliyah
Rakha
i have heard of how problematic you were in school
how pale and skinny you were
how you once tried to jump from the third floor

take this water
sleep
and dream of me
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