I lie here wondering,
What should I do?
All my thoughts clicked,
Or was I confused?
Locked in a box,
I couldn't escape,
Crying sad tears,
Breathing in hate.
Maybe I was strange,
Or abnormal as one would say,
Just because,
I am gay.
Lacking respect,
For the person I am.
Looking at girls,
The way boys do.
Do I tell my secret?
Or swallow it down?
For my thoughts,
Could cause me to drown.
YOU ARE READING
A Handful Of Darkness
PoetryDreams turn to nightmares, Nightmares turn to dreams. Wishes turn to fears, Or maybe that's what we believe. Tears turn to smiles, And the pain goes away. Maybe one day, You'll be okay.
