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 Feb 2017 Akhila
Love
Gay Christian
 Feb 2017 Akhila
Love
I'm done repressing my gayness
Because it's the "Christian" thing to do.
I will wear ******* rainbow ****** pasties
And march in a pride parade
If I please
And then go to church and praise Jesus
And God and the Holy Spirit
For making the way I am
And how I am
Because he made me perfect.
I am gay
I am Christian
I am proud to be both.
 Feb 2017 Akhila
Christian Bixler
Among the trash
wanton strewn
a golden flower.
 Feb 2017 Akhila
Vivi Greene
Language gives people power.
Write it down and it won’t be forgotten.
Or at least it will be heard.
Will it be heard?
If you have got the opportunity
Then use it.
Make the words your own.
So that they will be heard.
And not be forgotten.
I've never seen him as typical
He was always more ethereal than this
A king
A god
Something and someone apart from the norm
Magical
Intense
Real
Beautiful
Especially beautiful
Beauty in his touch
Beauty in his eyes
Beauty in is voice
Beauty in his mind
Beauty all through him
Has this caused me to fall prey to what I hate done to me?
Do I want to own what should never be owned, but merely appreciated?
Perhaps I am not his and he is not mine, but we are just us.
Perhaps he is just typical
He breathes
He hurts
He angers
Perhaps he is just a man
A man any woman can have
Perhaps I am just a woman
And our elevated status is only existent in a memory
In a lifetime long ago
In a time where he was the king and I was his queen
But here,
Now
He is just a man
I am just a woman
And typical is all we have left

-KB 2016
He's killing himself
He's drowning in truth
With each inhale of a cigarette
He fills his lungs with ideals
The smoke gathers around him
Changing the perception of reality
Another pull from the wine bottle
Another dose of novocaine
A swig of whiskey
A sip of *******
Freedom he says
It's all I've ever wanted
My way or the highway
I love you
I don't want you
Another pull from the bottle
Another inhale from the joint
You're my everything
But I walk in truth
The truth is I am me
And I have nothing to offer you
The smoke gathers in his reality
No vividness in his realm
This honey colored existence
This freedom
This perception
This alone

-KB 2016
 Feb 2017 Akhila
Annie McLaughlin
So many words and tears have been wasted on you
You, the man, that probably has forgotten my face by now
So many hours of self pity and hatred have I felt because of you
You, the man, who shaped me into who I am right now

And not too long ago, I was driving in the car, and my lover he suggested,
(Excuse me if these words appear harsh),
We need more intimacy in public
Let's fool around, we're young.
I would say we could **** in a dressing room but...
I know what happened to you in there


I nodded along and then I stopped myself, and I said,
Darling, why not?

That is the moment I realized
I am stronger than my past.
That is the time that I recognized
I had been holding on too long.
It's time to let go
Of what you did to me
And what you took from me
Because I am stronger than that.
I am stronger than you.
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