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Maria Etre Feb 19
The further
I moved away
from my traumata
the closer I see
them running towards me

It’s like a parasitic
relationship
I let them happen
I let them stay
thinking that
if I bought them
a jersey
with
“norm” stitched on it
I would fall for
their play
Full blog here: https://indiedoodles.wordpress.com/2025/02/19/the-in-counter/
You must know sleep well,
To be good friends with the day,
So rest well little one.
Sleep is important to let your body grow. Love yourself more <3
Obie Feb 15
Dear Bully,
How come life is harder for trans people then cis people?
Now, I’m not complaining, but why?
Is it cause’ we aren't a ‘true man’ or not a ‘real girl’?
Who’s to say what is real or not?
Who made you the boss of my identity?
How come 50 trans and gender nonconforming people were killed in 2021 alone?
How come 41% of the transgender population has attempted suicide, when only 2% of the world population has attempted suicide.
How come when a trans person shoots someone the title of the article is “Transgender person shot someone,”
but if if a cis, white man shoots someone the title is just “another shooting,” as if it’s normal
How come the pledge of allegiance says ‘justice for all’ when there really isn’t
justice for all?
How come in 2023 there have been 417 new plans for laws and bans against lgbtqia people?
In 2022 there were only 180
Now, trust me, I am not saying 180 is any better.
But,
How come almost 400 new laws have been introduced ever since a transgender person killed 6 people.
So, then
How come we haven't made 5 million laws against cis white men?
How come when I meet someone new they ask me who I am, and I say i play basketball, and I’m transgender.
All they can focus on is how I was born
How come when a cis man meets someone and they say they're into basketball the same person would say, oh who's your favorite player?
How come people believe that it's their business where I go to the bathroom?
Or how I was born?
THAT IS NOT YOUR BUSINESS
Dear Bully,
IT is not my fault that I'm trans, so then why do you hurt me?
Why hurt anyone at all?
I lost my best friend, one of the most supportive people cause I had to leave my school
I HAD to leave. I didn’t have a choice.
Why would I stay if I would've just gotten beaten up even more than I already had.
Now, my best friend refuses to talk to me?
Why is that?
Because of you,bully.
And because of all the homophobic, transphobic, idiots out there.
I’m not saying I'm mad at you.
It's not like a middle schooler can choose to be transphobic.
I’m mad at the person who told you to be transphobic,
the person who told that person to be transphobic.
Just ask yourself;
Why?
Why hurt others
If you don’t need to?
Obie Feb 15
Friends.
They're weird,
they help you,
they hurt you,
they love you.
My two friends. They call me strong.
I like it.
They call me tough.
I like it.
They say I have high pain tolerance.
I like it…? No, ***** that.
When they say that, all it brings back is the years where I was beat every day.
They mean well.
But it haunts me,
the fact that I have a high pain tolerance but I grew it.
I didn't have it naturally.
I grew it. Because I was beaten to the point where
I
COULDN'T
FEEL
ANYMORE.
That's what happens.
You just get beat enough to the point where you don't feel it anymore.
This can’t happen anymore.
We need to end it.
This can't happen anymore.
JohnDuffyASY Feb 15
Sometimes in life

If you're really lucky,
You meet people you truly love

Without all the complications of physical or spiritual crucifixions

Special ones
You can never grow tired of

(C)
Copyright John Duffy
When I was 14 years old, I went to a thrift shop with my best friend.
It wouldve been late September, early October.
We were talking about our futures, when he mentioned that he didnt know my favorite color.

I told him to guess.

He pondered for a bit and then picked up a pair of pretty yellow converse and shouts out "Yellow!"
He looked so happy, I just nodded and said yes.

I would wear those converse every single day for the next 6 months, they would see as I fell head over heels in love with him.

I stopped wearing them in 2025 after my first attempt of the year.



Yellow is my favorite color.

i saw bits of it in everything after that.
saw it everywhere.

eventually that friend and i would grow apart.
meet new people
stop talking entirely

i will be told that i was an awful person

yet... yellow remains my favorite color.

those shoes still sit in my closet.
a testament to my unspoken love.
i will wear them periodically for the next 5 years until they burn in a fire i caused.

until then

yellow will always be my favorite color.
thinking of making this into a song
(a dream i had)
Aseel Feb 12
There has always been this extraordinary bond between us—deeper than friendship, more genuine than romantic relationships, and purer than ****** desires. I believe true love allows you to swim in the soul of another, and we swam until your waves blended with mine.
So, my friend, no matter how hard you try to build barriers, you will remain in every atom of me, and I will remain in every drop of you.
Daniel Tucker Feb 11
I thank God for friends like you
Who live their lives in simple truth

They help a friend along the way
And count their blessings everyday

They found love is not in word but deed
And care enough to plant the seeds

That grow into a friendship deep
They live to grow and play to keep.

So don't let the years twist the truth
Just keep on being friends like you.
© 2025 Daniel Tucker

A poem from the living of my life.

Notes:
In honor of friends through the years who went above and beyond the call of duty.
SHAYE Feb 10
If my soul could only of seen
The white fall of the wind
Covered in red
I would have turned
To the barren broken summers
Filled with tears and screeches
I now hold a broken face- broken smile

Glass broken and my lungs winded
Maybe we were the dirt
From the creek that froze over
Where the a lace trimmed dress still lies
Bloodshed time again
The marks still there though the blood turned water

The bird call was never quite right
I longed for the bitter taste
Of the things you said you didn't mean
Just once more
From across the room
Your smile doesn't quite reach your eyes
A Sorry-but not quite

Almost 5 months
over 21 weeks
148 days
It doesn't seem too long
But never once did you say sorry
Almost doesn't cut it
Why'd you go and do that?
I miss you from two years ago,
Before he had his way,
And it scarred you for life.

I know you're scared,
But he won't protect you,
I'm afraid he just can't.

So come back around,
We need both hands to do the bird,
In our secret handshake.
:(
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