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 May 2014
Hayleigh
In the heartbeat she gave me,
would i give all to thee
once more.
 Apr 2014
Love
2013,
This is for you.

The year started out in hell.
There was family drama,
Fights,
Court dates,
And DSS.
Then you kinda leveled out.
I met a boy,
Named Devin,
And he ran my world.
I discovered and came to terms with something,
During that time I was with Devin.
I came to terms with the fact that I liked girls too.
I came out to him,
And my closest friends,
And then eventually my mom.
Not everyone liked it.
All year I had been taking stick pins to my skin,
And making little scratch marks.
After that,
I moved to razors.
I had always had anxiety,
But I would have 3 attacks,
Within the span of a day.
At school,
I got bullied,
And beat up.
At many points during the year,
I wanted tp end my life,
But I didn't.
I'm still here.
Almost at the end of the year,
I started dating my bestie from 4th grade,
Named Katlyn,
But then things spiraled out of control.
Life is still hell,
But things are getting better,
Im starting to pick up the pieces.
I hated 2013 with a passion,
But I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world,
Because its the year I became me.
 Apr 2014
Love
I've fell before,
Into her arms,
And she caught me,
But then quickly dropped me,
Like the nothing that I am.
I'm about to fall again.
The rope's about to break.
Is it safe to fall,
Into her loving arms,
For one last time,
Is it safe to fall again?
 Apr 2014
Love
Last night,
I talked to her,
And I realized how much I truly missed her.
I thought I was over her,
That she was a thing of the past,
But no.
Shes a thing of the present,
And hopefully the future.
I miss her,
And I'm determined to make her mine again.
Because...
Shhhh!
Don't tell nobody,
But I think I love her.
 Apr 2014
Love
I gave you my heart,
I poured my soul into those words,
But you're still going for the "other girl".
I guess what they say about Karma is right,
Shes truly a *****.
 Apr 2014
Love
If only I could go back in time,
And tell that little 5 year old girl,
To take the other path.
To turn away from that girl,
And walk away.
Be normal.
Force herself to do what every other girl did.
Take the path of an easy and ok life,
Not the hard and happy one.

I'd tell that girl to run,
Run as far as she could,
Into the arms of the little neighbor boy who liked her,
Instead of making googly eyes at the cute blonde girl.

But I cant,
And I didn't.

I took the path of rainbows,
Punches,
*****,
And protest signs.
 Apr 2014
Love
Why do you think that because Im not attracted to you,
That I dont think you're attractive?
You're very attractive,
Hot even,
But I'm not attracted to you.
I'm gay ***,
Not blind.
 Apr 2014
Love
You're that teenage girl,
With red hair,
Glasses,
And too many freckles,
Secretly reading your LGBTQ book,
All alone.
Who only looks up when you hear the teacher talking,
To a group of freshmen girls,
And jokingly says,
"Boys are gross."
Inside your mind,
You couldn't agree more,
And that fact, it kills your soul,
That you hold your secret within.
The secret of who you really are.
Afraid of their shocked reactions,
And judgmental faces,
If you were to mutter the words,
"I agree."
 Apr 2014
Love
Tell me something darling,
Can you please tell me this?
Why?
Why does God hate some of his children,
And love others?
Why,
According to you,
Does God hate his gay children?
He made them,
Just like he made his straight one's,
Did he not?
What ever happened to what the good book says?
It says that we who believe,
Are God's children,
And that God loves all his children.
You scream that we are sinners,
You say that we're going to Hell.
Aren't all people sinners?
It's in our nature.
And will you please,
Oh please,
Tell me one more thing.
Why is a person who sees past gender barriers,
And doesn't judge,
And is happy,
Who loves another person,
Why does that condemn their soul?
And make them a sinner,
When hating someone doesn't?
Tell me this,
God,
Why is love a sin?
 Apr 2014
The Unspoken
DEAR MP**

Am being judged
am being threatened
am being alienated
am called an outcast
All these because I Love.
I was taught to love in my home growing up
I was taught to Love by the good book
I was taught to Love by my church.
But now I Love, and they throw stones  at me.

They drag me in the middle of the streets and tear down all my clothes..
All in the name of correcting me??
Am in pain.
I hurt.

I was taught to love.
Is It wrong because it is NOT your kind of Love?
Am innocent, my soul Is pure.
I did not choose to be hated by the society, nobody chooses to.
Don't you think I always wanted to be my father's pride?
Don't you think I had dreams for a future too?
Why shut me down?
Why so much hatred?
Just because I do not conform to your definition of Love?
I Hurt.
I cry.

Am a soul that just loved and accepted to be loved back.
Am HAPPIEST this way.
You **** me, try to correct me? But in the morning I wake up and hate myself so much because of the filth you put inside me.
And you call that LOVE???
REALLY?
Am In Pain, I hurt, I Cry.

Am not asking for a million dollars.
Am not asking you be my lover, you keep all your relations away if you think am a threat.
All am asking is LET ME BE.
You did not chose to be straight.
Its the way of life that you know.
And to me, being gay is how I know and define my Love.

Accept me.
Just as I am.
I will never change, no matter how hard you try, just as you, can never change to be like me.
So instead of fighting me, reach out for my hand.

©The Unspoken
This is a letter, a piece I address to one of my country's MP's following the bill discussed in parliament against the LGBT Community's rights. I cried in the process of putting down these words. I Pray it touches someone.
 Mar 2014
Vilene Joubert
For I'm a lesbian
Yes its true
I like women
With long black hair
Just like me!

For I like girls
Soft and sweet
With lips like candy
And bitter sweet symphonies

I'm a lesbian
More Proud I couldn't be
And I really don't care
If you think any less of me

For I like women
With beautiful eyes
Staring back at me
Soft smooth skin to touch
And make me feel so loved

For I love you
My number one
My one and only...
Its with you I wanna be
And spend my life with YOU!
 Mar 2014
Sarina
I want to be inside every girl you ****** before me,
show you the birthmarks you never noticed
shaped like canoes and rocketships.

I will get her chest to rise, then fall,
steal the very source of her breath and curl my fingers
around it –
into dough, how you never could knead.

I have my hand on her throat
because you hated when she would talk.
We could work together, tie her hair into a knot.

I just want to be inside the girls who have intestines
like cotton candy and ******* like watermelon
explain why you should
have loved her as a woman sometimes.

You say you prefer my skin, and the way I whimper
but maybe you just did not
**** her hard enough.
 Mar 2014
Sam E Brouillette
Praying on my knees
Can no longer spare my soul
For her lips ****** me

Prompt: A haiku about being thrown out of church for being a lesbian.
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