The things that I see
Always haunt me fluidly.
I can never run and hide
I can never seem to find-
A place to crawl and lie
And forget all their faces.
Scarring up my mind.
You think after the years I'll be able to face it.
The horrible grotesque hidden truths, and all the lies.
But it never get's easier when I am silenced by those who are supposed to protect.
In the crevices of the dark where they wait for my fear. I must hide, I must wait to be free from here.
And I wish they would listen,
Instead they look at me-
Like I'm not one of them.
If they think I'm crazy.
I don't give a damn-
Cause I know I am.
I'm alone I know if my own family knows-
To prescribe me on drugs like I'm the one messed up.
But all they do is silence the child who wants to be seen, who wants to see beyond the cage of all that it knows.
So don't complain to me you know me better,
When you don't even show that you even care. You'd rather hide me then love me.
God... Would you even give the time to read my suicide letter if I died....
If you can't accept me for who I am then why have me?
This life is pointless if I can't even be who I am.
Better off than facing this pathetic reality.
But in the darkness I saw a hand reach down to guide me. Help me back up into the light. It was strangers who saw past the mask. Because they too knew the pain I endured.
I'm glad that I met people who actually gave their time to talk to me.
What would I be ? Where would I be right now if it wasn't for them? A community built on hope for those like me, and many other children from unprotected homes.
I'm glad that life isn't all that bad.
Yeah, where would I be without these people who listened. Who know my pain and shared the struggle?
Who've lived the same life I have suffered, if you even call it living. We called it surviving.
And they called me family when my own didn't want me around. They loved me for who I was and helped me take off the mask.
I wonder if they know they helped me out a lot.
They helped me smile again, breath again.
And drop the things that numbed the pain.
I only hope I do or did the same to some of you. To repay the favor of loving a stranger. I know what it's like to live in the dark. To think I was alone.
I hope to open those eyes, the window to the soul. To show you you're not alone, you are seen. And we embrace you too.
Cause trust me when I say this,
There is a light.
There is a home that fights for your life.
And even though it feels like hell now.
There is always a brighter day, awaiting you with open arms embrace.
Even if there is a little delay.
You just gotta wait-
And see...!
The sun shines for you and me.
Reach out and find those who know what you're going through, that's where your true family lies.
You matter, just like all of us do, and don't ever dull out your colors just to please someone close to you.
We love you just the way you are, through and through.
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Darkness To Light
PoetryThis is my story of being silenced growing up. Pretending to be something I wasn't, for the sake of being safe from my own loved ones... If I came out to them that I was trans... bad things could've happened. But now that I'm older and on my own, I'...