Amateur poetry from an amateur poet

Apology

When you kissed her

You stained your lips

A bright beautiful rainbow

Now they all know

They know who you really are

What you really stand for

When you kissed that girl

You kissed the devil

You sold your soul to hell

You can't wash it off

It's who you are now

And you could never change that

I'm sorry

But you're screwed

Why?

I don't know

I don't know why you're like this

Why God created you this way

Knowing it would send you to hell

I don't know

And I'm sorry

I'm sorry you're gay

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A/N: This poem is not me saying that you're going to hell if you're gay. This poem is more on the hypocrisy of religion. The idea that you are supposed to love everyone, and then people hating you for your sexuality, with that same religion as an excuse. This poem came about because I grew up listening to these types of things, and I'm pansexual, but I didn't know I was allowed to be attracted to my own gender as a kid, as my mother refused to tell me homosexuality was a thing until I was about 11, even though at the age of 7, we had moved into a house where my neighbors were gay. I've grown up listening to how my sexuality is a sin and I'm going to hell, and I eventually just blew off all the steam in a poem.