He struggles to accept himself,
To reconcile sexuality with religion,
He fears that he would lose his friends,
He fears that he may lose his family,

But,
He realises that this is the path he needs to walk.

To walk alone.

But never in the shadows.
Never in the darkness.

No More.

The journey to come out takes time.
It has taken time.

His moms words echo

"Are you ever going to change,
Will you at least try?"

Destroyed.
But
Still he walks on.

In the sunlight.
Where its warmth kisses his skin.
He is who is.
Who he was always meant to be.

Free.

I am me.