Thoughts plague my broken mind,
having no sense or feel for time.
I lay awake and count the wishes
my thoughts seem to touch.
Another sleepless night
from another stupid fight.
Was it worth anything?
A wound in the midst of healing.
All I can do is cover my mouth
and hope my sobs don't come out as shouts.
By the time I finish my hair is wet
from the trail my tears have left.
I tremble and shake under the weight of the knowledge
that I haven't confronted the worse problem yet.
Will I be accepted
or just flat out rejected?
I can't help that the way I feel
isn't what they wanted to hear.
but don't I deserve a chance to be happy,
to be in love and romantically sappy?
Why, then, when you look at me,
do you only see my sexuality?








I would be rendered speechless if your friend could find value and help within this poem. I usually want to tell this to every person I meet who loves differently: it doesn't really matter who they choose to be, and they don't need to label it. One is who he/she is, and their preferences are theirs alone. I think as long as they are staying true to themselves, then that is the most important thing. After all: we know what makes us happy where others do not. If your friend feels most like himself (and happy) in his decision, I say he should embrace it with as much warmth as he can. It is not a curse to be different... it is just that some people are still waiting to come to the realization we are equal... perhaps not in whom we love but in the way we love. It will eventually come with time and patience.
I'm glad you liked it, too (:
even with an older poem I almost don't remember writing...
I at one point was questioning my own sexuality, so if you are working with the same problem, I know what that's like. I'm still not entirely sure, but decided it doesn't really matter: I don't need to label it. I am who I am, and my preferences are really none of anyone else's business until I either make it so, or decide to share.
I hope it helped if it could!
I don't mean to be butting into your business, so I will not ask any further. However, I hope your friends can soon see your decision and respect it, even if they cannot accept it yet. My ultimate hope would be for them to of course support you in your decision, as sometimes it is not very easy to be different in anything.
I wish you the best of luck!
Then I'll amend my statement: I hope they soon can gain confidence and pride in who they choose to be!
You are most welcome! I apologize for misunderstanding