Unwanted Is Not UnlovedSo what if youUnwanted Is Not Unloved2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
don't want me
It only matters
if there was love
The beginning catalyst
of our meeting was
By its very nature
it could not sustain
In fact, tested to the core
everyone failed utterly and
'my Night''my Night'5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I make constructs
draining the light
of an eccentric candle
but suddenly the night moves
into an impossible morning
and dreams dissolve in the wake
of an atomic sun
SchizophreniaI'm not here, but you can see me. I talk, I smile, I yell, but it's not me. I'm lost in the sea of voices that only I can hear. The voices are my friends, and my worst enemies. My doctor says I created them out of loneliness, but now they keep me lonely. Who wants to be friends with a freak who has voices talking to her in her head? The minute someone hears the word "Schizophrenia" they take off running. I'm not sane, I'm not safe. It might be contagious. I could snap at any moment. This is how everyone who knows feels. So the voices keep me company, reminding me that they are the only ones who can accept me. I believe them most days. They're the perfect friends. Sure, they don't have names, or faces. Maybe they can't hold me when I need a hug, or wipe away my tears, but those voices are the only ones who care enough to desire to do these things. And sometimes, I fade out into the voices, and one will take over, living life for me. Disocciative Identity Disorder, it's called. But, whatSchizophrenia4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I Am HumanToes crushed into the highheels he bought me, I walked along the side walk with my purse trying to escape my shoulder. My head was down so passing people wouldn't see the make-up on my face and call me "ugly" again. While my legs moved faster than before, the black dress my beloved found beautiful began to ride up my body and expose my disgusting looking knees. I quickly yanked down the dress and continued this fast pace, continued onward to where he waited for me in our cozy living room by the TV.I Am Human4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
My purse dropped but I did not want to stop and retrieve it so I progressed on. A voice behind me called out for me to stop because the person had picked up the purse, my heart sunk deep into my stomach. I did not turn to face the approaching foot-steps, I did not speak when the young woman handed me the purse, I did not cry when she looked at my face and screamed in pure disgust. I did snatch my purse and run faster than I have before, breaking one of my heels a few feet away from the house
Speaking my Mind part 1WARNING: IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO BIG SUBJECTS OR LANGUAGE DO NOT KEEP READING!Speaking my Mind part 14 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
So lets begin with hatred towards LGBT community and patrons within the community.
Right off the bat the phrase that automatically pops up that "all LGBT are sinners and need to burn!"
MY Reaction: Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with you? Arrogantly judging and even worse using your own beliefs as a "real" means of justifying your breakage of one of the ten commandments (Thou shalt not bare false witness), what happen to Matthew 7:2 "Judge not, ye no be judge." Explain.
Don't use Jesus Christ in that matter because he loved you regardless and EVERYONE had a chance to be saved. It didn't mention race, gender, or sexual orientation at all.
I know you have your beliefs (I'm Pagan and a Voodoo witch doctor at the same time). Come on people and open your eyes to the reality of it because saying xyz things a hiding behind your bible
Letter to GodDear God,Letter to God4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I've never written a letter to you, or really asked for much but I wanted to ask, why did you make me bisexual and have all your followers tell me I choose to be that way?
I have one best friend who is Christain and I can't even tell her I have a girlfriend because I am worried she will hate me for it.
It seems just a bit unfair doesn't it?
I mean you make so many people gay or bi or whatever else and tell all your follows to love and accept everyone but those people.
Either you are a very crule person or something was lost in translation.
The GirlThe girl that walks by,The Girl4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The girl that always smiles,
The girl that's so pretty,
Who goes on for miles and miles.
The girl that's so sweet,
The girl that's so kind,
The girl that keeps me thinking
If she could ever be mine.
The girl that's so honest,
The girl that's so smart,
The girl that's so amazing,
The girl that's stolen my heart.
Life as a LesbianLife as a Lesbian4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
~ Life as a Lesbian.
I remembered the time that I was twelve. I played soccer and was very good. I even beat the boys! Well, mostly boy's, cause they are my friends. I don't really have girl friends. I just love to hang out with boys I guess.
Then after practice a group of girls walked towards me. They began to yell at me, I just don't know why The screamed things like: 'You're nothing! Why are you so boyish?? Be normal! What are you? A dyke?!' I didn't even knew what that last word meant
That evening I walked towards my father and asked: 'Dad, what does Dyke mean?' He slapped me in the face 'How dare you!' He screamed. I fled to my room and never asked something like that again. I cried whole night.
When I was fourteen I remembered a girl who was bullied at school. They said she likes girls. A girl who loves other girls. Since then I know what the word Dyke means. I didn't really spent time about that. I just kno
DipDip7 years ago in Surrealism More Like This
Muazzam bir hızla semadayım
Göğün dibine doğru
Ellerim bulut içinde.
Uçmak diyor bazıları bu yaptığıma
Ama ben biliyorum;
Buradan bakınca koca İstanbul çakırkeyif,
Zıpçıktı bir rakı bardağı kırılmış batıyor ciğerine
Meyhaneler, barlar marlar kan revan.
Galatanın başı dumanlı,
Sokakları serseri sidiğine boyalı
Ve yerlerde sürünüyor sohbetli kavgalar,
Zahmetli vaazlar maazlar.
Kızların bacaklarında jilet izleri var.
Buradan bakınca kızların ciğerinde
Yastık kılıfına bulaşmış ruj lekesi var.
Ruj dediğin kırmızı olur,
Ama kara gök süp
She's my dreamYes, I've lost my mind. I've lost my mind so badly. So badly, that it nearly hurts. Hurts to see her with others, others than me. Laughing with them without me. Having fun with them... Oh, it hurts so much!She's my dream4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I wrote it on the paper, and sighed. I knew I could never be with her, but still... Everyone has the right to dream, right? That's why I wrote every night what had happened between us two, or just how much I care about her. Too bad I had no chance with her!
She was popular, pretty, nice, didn't bully anyone, liked everyone... Everything anyone could hope for! And me? I was just fat and no one liked me... I would never share my feelings with her, never! She would just hate me!
I will just hide these feelings, and everything is going to be alright I just can't think about her, or watch her and her beautiful eyes when she walks past me at school No, I can't!
That night I had a dream. Everyone were really happy about something I wanted to see what was so nice that some
Path To SuicidePath To Suicide5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Path To Suicide
Saddend by a life that's bitter and frail,
what once was strong lies cold and pale.
To hate oneself no purpose in life,
Slowly I bleed my wrists that I slice.
Path To Suicide
Pain overwhelming blood leaves a trail,
mixed with tears I cry in madness I dwell.
Emotions that breed as a poison fruit,
To a garden of weeds, with buried truth.
Path To Suicide
I weep in the darkness as blood runs thin,
Ghosts from my past return once again.
Cold alone empty I await to die,
a way to kill the pain a path to suicide.
Path To Suicide
.Do you know...What it feels like to look in the mirror.Do you know.4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
And hate the face you see, the body you touch
The laugh you hear, the parts you must conceal
Do you know what it's like not being you?
..How it feels to live your life as just a lie
To hold back the tears, to act like it's all good
To smile through your pain, to keep your sanity
Do you know what it's like to being on the edge every day?
..How it feels to be called something you are not
To hear the name you hate, the name that's not you
To feel the stares in your back, to feel like a freak
Do you know what it's like to present yourself as someone else?
..How it feels like to want to cry every single day
To let yourself go, perhaps for a moment feel okay
To hold on to a future you can't see, to be sure
Do you know what it feels like losing yourself?
..What it feels like to walk around with a fake smile
To hardly speak about how you really feel inside
To keep it all with you, hoping your eyes
LGBT Quiz1. How long have you known you are part of the LGBT community?LGBT Quiz4 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
I suspected I was gay since I was 14/15-ish... about 3 years ago. I just came to accept genderqueer probably... 6 months ago. Originally, I just thought I was trans, but... that's not the case. XD
2. Was it a struggle (emotionally) for you at the beginning?
Yeeees. Hell yes. I prayed for it to be gone every night for a very long time. It made me rather depressed there for a bit.
3. How did you start to discover your sexuality? (Example, thoughts, feelings ex)
Well I thought guys were icky, and thought it'd be so much better to be with a girl. I was jealous of all the guys who had girlfriends. XD
4. What part of the LGBT community do you belong to? (Gay, Bisexual, Transgender, ex)
Lesbian and genderqueer. Fuck yeah. ;D
5. How long have you been out of the closet, or if your not, do you plan to be at some point?
To my friends, I've been out for over a year. To my parents, four months. Four.... very long months
Why God, Why?Please tell me,Why God, Why?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why did you put me here,
In a place were I am hated
For who I am,
And not a place where I am loved
Why did you give me a father
That would hate me if he
Knew the truth
Why can't I just have a "normal" life?
last wordsI killed myself todaylast words4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
to take the pain away
i committed suicide
to release what i felt inside
"i wonder if i die
will anybody cry?"
people hate me and my kind
why must they be so unkind?
no matter they cant follow me where im going..
-these are the last words of an LGBT teen
Okay?It's easy to lose yourself.Okay?4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
It's easy to forget who you are.
It's easy to forget what you want.
And that's okay.
You have to let yourself remember that.
You're a human. A living being.
Your brain might not function the way you wish all the time.
Your body might not follow your orders every time.
And that's okay.
You have to let yourself remember that.
Promise me you will try to do what you feel is right
- only at the moment.
Don't think about what will happen in a year from now.
Don't think about who you will hook up with.
Just let yourself be that teenager you feel like being.
Because it's okay to shout if you're mad.