I'm a fun loving guy; i love to sing, act and write. That's right i'm a triple threat; oh and one thing i'm gay so you will at some point in time see poetry about that popping up on my page. My poetry all involve things that i think about a lot and i tend to be a very philosophical person who constantly wonders what if? I am always looking for my next new friend and am always up to discussing anything! Also i'm a wiccan so youll see things about that popping up too
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
Repost this in your journal if you believe homophobia is wrong.
only we can stop the violence, the prejudice, the insecurity, and most importantly, we are the only ones to blame. we have let these things go too far. change a person's life. try accepting them, rather than making them feel as though they were nothing, just because they are different. you can be the change, but only if you are willing to change yourself. take a chance, and be the person we all aspire to be.
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
Repost this in your journal if you believe homophobia is wrong.
only we can stop the violence, the prejudice, the insecurity, and most importantly, we are the only ones to blame. we have let these things go too far. change a person's life. try accepting them, rather than making them feel as though they were nothing, just because they are different. you can be the change, but only if you are willing to change yourself. take a chance, and be the person we all aspire to be.
- Last seen on Nov 5 11:42 PM. Member since October 2.
- I'm a topaz horse poet for 11 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "ecstatic".
- I am a 17 year old guy from Virginia (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm busy singing and acting.
- I am in the groups Bis Lesbians Gays and Transgendered, Comments for everybody
- I have 11 comments, 7 poems
Poems I'm focused on
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What is the greatest of all gifts?
why is that through the sand mankind constantly sift? -
Fear can cloud the mind
turn the familiar into the strange23 lines, 3 comments, October 2. In Thoughts, Dark, Sad, Life, Spiritual, Contemporary, Depression, Sensual
My Poetry
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The spark of life has begun to fade away,
as the soul began to bleed, this day.28 lines, October 20. In Contemporary, Pain -
A soldier sighs
the sun beats down -
Love's a warm and golden emotion
capable of irradicating all sensation
