Hello Elizabeth
Tonight I am sad
I love someone, and I love them a lot
But I can't tell anyone I love them because the one person I trusted enough to tell said and I quote "yeah that's a problem"
My heart was full, bursting, overflowing and that loving heart was a burden to them
A heart full of love was too heavy for their mind to carry
The love wasn't even theirs to bury, but boy did they dig a trench six feet deep anyways
As if I didn't already know it deserved to be buried under ash and river clay
But my mother's shovel pierced my heart deeper than I thought it could
And it bled so much more than I thought it would
I had to wall off my soul from the blood of my torn heart, otherwise I would have drowned in it
So I built a fortress for my heart and there it shall rest
Oh
But all I want to do is hold their hand and walk through life side by side
But all I want to do is be the rock they tie their anchor to
To stand against the whirlwind of time and fate and everything
With them
To face my demons
With them
But it is an impossible hope
And it is a life I will never be blessed enough to have
And it is a lie I cannot let myself live
I don't know how to tell you about them, because I don't know what you'll say about this confession
If you'll even approve
But I love someone
And I love them a lot
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Her & her
PoetryAn intimate look into my journey from the perfect Catholic girl with internalized homophobia to a girl who is almost okay with her queer identity. Features poems on my journey of self-discovery and acceptance through my struggles with mental health...
