before and after

before

girl walking through the hall of her school one day

no one knows her love of girls

her head hanging low

a pain in her heart making her rather die

than be her

after

last night she spilled

now everyone knows her love of girls

she walks down the hall

her freshly dyed hair shining

the colors of others that she represents

rainbow colors swish against her face

she did it in an act of rebellion

now other girls scatter and make a path

none coming close enough to touch

but close enough to hear

they twitter behind hands into ears

only now

she walks with her head held high

Each night I died,
sleep slowly
overtaking my brain.
And each morning I woke
and would lie there
so disappointed at
the very act of waking,
my tiny deaths
only temporary.
I struggled to move,
bound by the weight
of my demons sitting
in my lungs until,
with a lengthy sigh,
I'd breath them out
and force myself up.

                                                          Each night I fall,
                                                          sleeping soundly in knowing
                                                          that I am cared for.
                                                          And each morning I wake
                                                          and bound up, bursting
                                                          with energy and the need
                                                          to press my lips to your.
                                                          I'm so grateful to have
                                                          another day, more chances
                                                          to be caressed by
                                                          the sound of your voice.
                                                          I am weightless, and I
                                                          let out a content sigh,
                                                          not wanting to get up
                                                          only because I have found
                                                          perfection in your arms.