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  May 2014 Thenay Cora
Hayleigh
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Fear not there haunted eyes,
a young girl, broken,
behind them lies.
  May 2014 Thenay Cora
ElizabethS
Im just a boy
They like to call gay
Ive heard all the words
They say it everyday

I can't go anywhere
Without getting some stares
They whisper in ears
The pain I can't bare

Why can't I be normal
Be like all the rest
Why can't I be straight
I pray and protest

But the prayers do not work
For theres no one around
I wait for the day
To live in the ground

I try so hard to change
I don't like myself
This isn't fair
I search for help

I find a light
That guides my path
I start to wake up
I breathe and I laugh

I know who I am
I let it be known
The darkness has left
And my spirit has grown

I hold my head high
And my feet float off the floor
Push away the sadness
I once felt before

Ive found my true love
He's just like me
Perfect in all ways
We both share are glee

I accept who I am
Im never a fake
This is who I am
So give me a break

If gay is so wrong
Let these words be sung
Your important and loved

Gifted.
Admired.
Young.
Im not gay, but I understand how it feels to be ostracized. Share this with anyone who feels like being gay is wrong, is hurting or being bullied because of their sexuality. Lets get this treading:) it can save lives
Thenay Cora May 2014
To see life dripping out of her
Like red wine on the lips
Of the woman he loved.

To see their child slipping,
Her belly throbbing out of time,
Emptying the woman he loved.

To see the promised life
Never living, slim as a whisp
Out of the woman he loved.

To see their daughter
Still and not breathing
Held by the woman he loved.
Sleep tight, my beautiful daughter.
  May 2014 Thenay Cora
shiftingclouds
She was always counting her blessings.

When starved for misbehaving:
'I was wrong. I should have listened to Mama. At least I took a full lunch in school today. If I sleep early I would not feel hungry.'

When bullied for being the most quiet girl in class:
'Maybe I should talk more. Maybe I should look at people in the eyes when I do so. I was wrong. It's okay. At least they will leave me alone for now.'

When scolded for not doing her housework well:
'I was wrong. I could have done better. I should not have taken a break. At least I still have Mama to yell at me. Anne has none.'

When hit for playing the radio too loudly:
'Dadda was in a bad mood. I should never have turned it on. I was wrong. At least the radio is still around so I can secretly listen to it in my room.'

When slapped for her grades dropping:
'I should have extended my studying hours from seven to nine hours a day. I was not good enough. I was wrong. At least I still have another three months till the next test.'

When ***** by drunk father:
'I do not understand what happened. It was all just pain and darkness. Dadda said I am not allowed to tell anyone anything. But it's okay. At least he promised me more pocket money for school.'
Thenay Cora May 2014
Nights go by.
     And I love her less
           each morning.
Time can heal any broken heart.
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