LGBTQ Irl stories

Through the Looking Glass

An LGBT Christian poem

By: My wonderful girlfriend; Lilac.

It feels as though my pent up dreams
Are bursting at their very seams
Though I know God always stands beside me
I'm wondering if my love for her
Separates me from His free

They say in church, its them your supposed to hate
So is hiding myself forever my fate?
They all think I'm like them conforming
The hate stereotype, LGBT adjoining....

Yet will they ever know i'm losing my order
Hanging with the girls forced to choose the guys
My really heart wants me to choose the former
The church tells me to choose the latter because
According to them our true feelings don't matter.

Living life as a lie expected to hate
Expected to fear, & expected to hide
I'm getting ready to break the glass cause its just a matter
Of time cause I'm, going insane, I feel myself just pushing the frames
Of this homophobic box I was forced into
Cause my faith is apparently just that,
a box,
& I'm locked, unless I tell the truth

Forever expected to hate & hide
From my own kind; The girl I love,
its a mute point cause
she'll never be mine
If I don't break from the faith,
They dont know I'm living a lie &
its just a matter of time before
That beautiful girl pulls me out of my frame
To my church, to the elders it'll be the biggest shame
I am no longer scared, heck I was never scared of them

What kind of love do you preach
Whatever did Jesus teach...? Love is patient & kind & it sure as hell don't judge
Out of the glass here I go with her taking the plunge.
No longer on the outside of what I now know to be the Looking Glass