In today’s society, everyone ignores what the bible says about adultery.
They ignore what it says about divorce.
They ignore what the bible says about tattoos and *** before marriage.

Yet, when it comes to homosexuality, they remember every god forsaken line.
They hold it against me and everyone like me, as if it would change who we are.
It’s as if the bible (Leviticus 18 and 20) has become law, but ONLY for homosexuality.

But, even if you make it into the law, it won’t change who we are.
We didn't choose to be this way. We are who we are and it doesn't matter if you are screaming at us or whispering behind our back.
We love who we love, no law can change that.

You may say Adam and Eve.
I say, Adam, Eve, Steve, and the transgender man down the street.

You may call it homophobia,
But you aren't afraid of anything,
You’re just an *******.

Drip, drip, drip
Goes my blood onto the sparkling white porcelain.
Blood pooling from my arm,
running down to my fingertips.
The velvety red liquid making me feel something for once,
in this cruel heartless world of ours.
The blood loss making me feel light,
giving me release from the pain I constantly live in.
Giving me escape from the real world.
The blood is running down the sink,
leaving a trail of bright red.
I watch it go down,
like my spirits.
I look into the mirror and look at what I see.
A scared, hurt, ugly little girl.
One who knows too much pain and judgement,
at such a young age.
Why is it that society tells us that we are stupid, ugly, fat and worthless?
Making us feel so pathetic,
that we turn to alcohol, drugs and self-harm.
I look at the girl staring back at me and I begin to sob.
I see every imperfection, because that's what society has taught me to see in myself.
I clean up my arm and the sink.
Turning on my computer, I see two things;
Girls trashing one another and calling each other *****,
and people saying not to listen to "The Haters", that it gets better.
Turning off the social media,
I turn my gaze to the window and I begin to think.
Why does it matter what anyone else thinks?
Why do I always feel like this?
Giving myself a headache,
I get up to go get some alive.
I see my hookah pin.
In and out goes the smoke through my lungs.
The smoke forms a pure white cloud around me and I'm enchanced.
It all looks so pure and beautiful,
yet it is so harmful.
Just like your words that you throw around.
And once you let go of them, you can't get them back.
You make people feel pathetic and worthless,
even though we are SO much more than your words.
We are people who have been put through HELL,
yet we are still here and fighting.
You of all people can't and won't bring me down.
Of course, that's what I always say.
And yet, I go to bed.
Knowing that even when I close my eyes,
the cycle of hell I live in will continue to fling me around.
And it will all just repeat,
Tomorrow.

When you hear silence,
I hear millions of voices,
Too scared to speak out.
Too scared to lose everything.
Too scared because they are afraid that you’re going to hurt them.
Punch them, kick them, slam them into the lockers.
Stick their head into the filthy toilets.
Terrified to hear those homophobic slurs.
Yeah, the ones that seem to be the only thing in your vocabulary.
Petrified that they are going to get kicked out of their home.
That their families won’t love them anymore.
That they’ll never be accepted.

When you hear silence,
I hear all the voices that were silenced by death.
The words you use to make yourself feel “more like a man”,
Actually do cause significant damage.
They leave emotional scars that will never go away.
You make someone feel so horrible that they feel the need to make your life easier.
But it doesn’t.
Once they’re gone all you can think about is how much of your fault it is.

When you hear silence,
Try to think of all the voices that you can't hear.