When you wake up and realise your whole life has been a lie
Lies
Lies bring hurt
Lies break trust
When you isolate yourself from everyone because you think you're not good enough
Nothing is right
You're trapped in the wrong body
This isn't who you are
You're upset
So your mother buys you jewellery
And that only kills you even more
You don't trust anyone anymore
Your friends think you're just an idiot
Stupid
Crazy
Apparently it's wrong
To feel this way
You have to be who you were born as
You can't just change
Even if it kills you
You have to be told that you are who you're not
Society thinks people like you are freaks
You can't even look at yo
a beautiful girl once asked me
but how do you know?
how can you be sure you won't like it
if you've never even tried?
i shrugged, when i should have said
because your mouth, your hands, your hips,
they all drive me crazy
without having to feel them
in the same way god
drives good men in to the ground
believing they earned heaven.
What is love?
Love is the endless ache,
The heart’s constant quake,
Something the soul cannot fake,
A dream from which we never wake.
What is love?
Love is the force that draws,
The hunger that claws,
The feeling that awes,
The thing with no laws,
What is love?
Love is holding every breath,
We feel on the precipice of death,
All the courage we have left,
Quivers, unsteady, in the breast.
What is love?
Love is taking the fall,
It is the breaking of walls,
It is life slowing to a crawl,
Just to be there when they call.
What is love?
Love is the thing so dear,
The culmination of fear,
The weightlessness of cheer,
The heaviness of a tea
Mother of a Teenage Lesbian by Carnage-Pixie, literature
Literature
Mother of a Teenage Lesbian
No mom.
I haven't slept with her.
No mom.
I'm sure of it.
No mom.
I know who I am.
No mom.
This isn't just a phase.
No mom.
She means more to me than anyone.
No mom.
I'm sure boys don't do it for me.
No mom.
This isn't for attention.
No mom.
Can you just listen for a second?
No mom.
How is this your fault? It's not anyone's fault.
No mom.
Why is this such a big issue?
No mom.
You know I love you. How could you say that?
No mom.
She's a really nice girl, you should meet her.
No mom.
I know dad's not around, that's not the reason.
No mom.
Could you just shut up for a second!
No mom.
Why is it now, you take an intere
What scares you?
is it the monsters under your bed?
or the thunder shaking your house at night?
What makes the hair on the back of your neck rise?
Maybe its the child at the park that stares at you with her otherworldly eyes. The one with the stained dress and the ragged little bow in her hair.
Or is it something else.
Something deeper.
Something more sinister.
The dryness in your mouth, like on a hot summers day, that happens almost instantly when you see
that girl.
That longing that rises in your chest in a manner that suggests heartburn.
The lust that clenches in your stomach like the butterflies that appear just before you spea