They tell me to love myself they tell me it's fine. But it's not. It keeps me up at night it makes me cry and shake and punch the wall leaving a hole like the one in my soul. And my puddle of blood in which I step in flows everywhere like my lake of tears. And I scream till my lunges can't take it and I cut my arm till there is no skin on it. And I sit still as the room spins and as the candles blow out and the room fills with darkness. And by the way I write does it seem like it's going to be fine. Because all I feel is pain. I am scared and lonely and I pretend that I don't want to help. But truth be told my heart yells for a helping hand to help pull me up up from the floor that I have been cemented to. There is no point in telling me it's fine because lies are just stories told to bring up our hopes. And sometimes what comes up inevitably comes down.
If you are apart of the LGBT community just know that you should love yourself. You don't have to be scared because we are here to protect and support you. You are just as important as anyone else. And don't let anyone tell you otherwise.
-IAmEverywhere
