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  • mirakat2pt0 8w

    2 AM

    (Chorus)

    It’s 2AM, I’m too sober for thinkin’
    Now I don’t wanna fuck wit ya feelins
    I just wanna show you my mind, show you how I’m dealin
    Got a lotta demons in my past shit
    I’m still healing
    Need your patience and your presence more than
    Repeated confusion…

    (Verse 1)

    It’s 2 am
    This shit too real my headspace raw and love can
    Be fuckin chillin
    Don’t wanna be that bitch that’s always bustin balls
    Running through your halls whining about my confusion
    What did you say!!?!
    I could be hearin wrong
    Wondering if it’s what you did say
    Or maybe I’m trippin
    Perhaps it’s what
    You didn’t

    (Chorus)

    It’s 2AM, I’m too sober for thinkin’
    Now I don’t wanna fuck wit ya feelins
    I just wanna show you my mind, show you how I’m dealin
    Got a lotta demons in my past shit
    I’m still healing
    Need your patience and your presence more than
    Repeated confusion…

    (Verse 2)

    It’s 2 AM and I’m in my feelings
    Maybe
    You calculating our conversations
    Sorting through and
    Separating the good from the bad
    Is this bond worthy of
    Another debate to be had
    or maybe you got
    A lot more on your verbal
    Now we talking sh*ts cool then,
    Where did that came from?!
    No really where did that come from its 2am
    Now I’m confused
    I thought
    We was chillin
    You say I cause you PTSD
    I relate, brings back bad memories
    The way you don’t like well that’s-the
    Same way I feel about you

    (Chorus)

    It’s 2AM, I’m too sober for thinkin’
    Now I don’t wanna fuck wit ya feelins
    I just wanna show you my mind, show you how I’m dealin
    Got a lotta demons in my past shit
    I’m still healing
    Need your patience and your presence more than
    Repeated confusion…


    (Verse 3)

    It’s 2 am was I just dreaming?
    If I’m sleeping this a fever dream
    Audio and visual are my 2 clues
    Yet I’ve always had the vivid
    Ones that scare you so
    Bad they make you
    Fuckin mad
    Is this all in our heads or
    Are we toxic too?
    Got us resorting to bad habits, fear
    Negative reaction
    This is far from what I imagined
    How could I let this happen,
    I’m too raw for all this
    Sad shit at 2 am

    Bridge/interlude:

    Let the music play
    While I gotta pray for patience
    And guidance and direction, for hope and a strong connection
    Cuz I see something special and I don’t wanna wreck it
    Before it grows into heaven
    I’d hate for this shit to sever
    Before it ever gets better
    It’s 2 am so Baby don’t hurt me. Never.

    Chorus 2:

    It’s 2AM, I’m too sober for thinkin’
    Now I don’t wanna fuck wit ya feelins
    I just wanna show you my mind, show you how I’m dealin
    Got a lotta demons in my past shit
    I’m still healing
    Need your patience and your presence more than
    Repeated confusion…

    Interlude/instrumental



    ©️Katherine Miller 8/11/21
    ©mirakat2pt0

  • ilexater 51w

    To the Heavens

    Mind ascended to the heavens,
    flown off to join the wings that accepted me
    when the ground froze at my feet,
    autumn's leaves refusing to cover my bones
    when my flesh was insufficient.

    With no feathers of my own,
    I can only borrow the arms of the birds
    the glimmer of butterflies,
    and a breath of the west wind
    to bear me aloft
    among the indifference surrounding my core.

    Far better to ascend to the heights of the treetops
    willing to embrace me from my youth
    than to attempt to return to the unforgiving earth
    that refused to adopt my orphan soul.

  • ilexater 51w

    Honest Sins

    I would rather live my life honestly
    and be condemned to hell
    for loving you,
    blue eyes sparkling in the dying sun,
    than dedicate myself to living a lie
    for a chance that a God I no longer know
    will overlook my lifetime of deception
    and find a place for me in the heavens above.

    Because no eternity would be more torturous,
    no reward more brutal,
    than living as an immortal forevermore
    in a false garden of perfection
    without the one I have chosen
    sitting at my side.

    If I am to be condemned for my choices,
    damn me for my honest sins
    over my faith-driven lies.

    ©ilexater

  • ilexater 51w

    Force of Nature

    Sea blue eyes drown my core,
    cutting the edges
    with the indifferent glass in a gaze
    that once had me as part of their world
    but has now left me to rot
    at the side of an indifferent shore.

    You came in with the rising tide,
    a slow approach caressing my ankles
    on a perfect sunlit day,
    consuming me with every inch
    of your saltwater words,
    soothing to the wounds
    that have peppered my bones for ages too long,

    and left in a tsunami's rage,
    destruction all that remained
    from the waters that offered me life,
    pieces of the kingdom I once was
    strewn on the sand,
    driftwood splinters
    replacing the pain you helped heal.

    I suppose I'm the only one to blame
    for falling in love
    with nature's cherished child,
    willingly following the path of wanderers before me
    who will live and die
    with their love for your seas.

    ©ilexater

  • ilexater 52w

    Essence of the Sun

    Caress my skin with your marigold hair,
    butterfly kisses
    from golden lashes
    dripping with the essence of the sun,

    my lioness
    in a passionless world
    jealous of the love
    we dance in.
    ©ilexater

  • jaya___ 60w

    CORSET

    I wriggle through tears every time I see my friends and a part of me cry. And commit suicide. Or survive another failed suicide attempt. for the only reason that they can't look like the cis people. That they can't say they are male or female. That transition is a word they refer to in a astronomically different way than you use. That they don't feel that they belong-- to their body and to the society. That they are something and not someone.
    My body may be of a man. But my soul is a woman. And I can't be anything else. I think of Lily Elbe. Born a man called Eignar Wegener. I think how she was always trapped in a man's body. How she gagged in a suit all her life as a man. And her suppressed only desire to be a mother. How she died in trying to become one.
    I am effiminate and I can't pretend any more. I am not a man. I am a woman and all of you thinking that I'm not doesn't mean anything to me now. You tell me that I am acting strange and that therapy will cure me. What will you cure me of? I am who I am. And it's not a disease.
    I like to wear corsets. I can't wear a tie anymore, to please you. To become a part of your parties. To be what I am is above what I look like and what you want me to be.
    I am. Just me.
    Not a moon. Not a sun. Just millions of meteors falling together and burning ablaze.

    I am a bird fluttering in the sky
    Suffocating in open air
    This sky a cage for me
    An untransferable cage
    Immutable cage
    Widely loved, beautiful cage
    A bird always meant to fly
    A bird always adorns the sky
    Yet I gag
    Lightning ripping my soul
    Demented, squealing, writhing
    I fly with my feathers sore
    The water shining catches my eyes
    A fish I am escapes my sighs
    Laughable, devilish, ridiculous
    My thoughts against the will of nature
    Hunted by other birds
    Pecked till I bled and died
    The world was kind, the world had lied.
    -- I a Trans woman

    Copyright Jaya Harfkaar 2-9-2020

    Check out posts On my LGBTQIA life at #J_for_lgbtqia

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  • wacky_whiner 72w

    RAINBOW

    I'm proud of what I am
    Even though, I may not resonate with your ideas of 'ordinary '
    Iwas born this way,hence,futile is your prayer and therapy.
    Neither my identity is an insult, nor it's "just a phase"
    I've lived too long in the dark,the fire in me is now ablaze.
    I refuse to live my life as a secret.
    I wish to come out of the closet
    I wish to hold my lover's hand and put my love on a show,
    All the narrow black and white minds, brace yourself up for the rainbow!

    I'm proud of what I am.
    Even though, I may not look like either of the popular genders,
    I was born this way and I don't have a luxury to be a pretender.
    Neither I mean to scare you, nor curse you under my breath,
    For,I've been abandoned by my own family and now I'm reduced to beg.
    The stigma around me denied me employment or even education,
    An official's certificate, denied me even the right of self-identification.
    I refuse to silently bear with the society's humiliation,
    I wish to be granted a life of dignity and gratification,
    I wish to cease the opportunity and render myself grow,
    All the narrow black and white minds, brace yourself up for the rainbow!
    ©wacky_whiner

  • saeran 134w

    Have you ever been labelled normal?
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    Love always wins

    No, Straight people are not boring
    No, Bisexuals are not confused
    No, Pansexuals are not greedy
    No, Asexuals are not broken
    No, Homosexuals are not sinners
    No, Demisexuals do exist
    ©saeran

  • mimi2235 162w

    "Asexual"

    This is who I am
    Someone acting safe
    For the right reasons
    Lot of boys wants to be in a lady's pants
    That's so not right
    Guys only want desire
    A girl wants to wait awhile
    I found my sexuality
    I found me.
    ©mimi2235

  • nick_samuel 165w

    I don’t want anyone to hold back who they are. It’s not okay… it’s not a good thing.





    ©nick_samuel

  • nick_samuel 164w

    If a bullet should enter my brain, let that bullet destroy every closet door.





    ©nick_samuel

  • nick_samuel 165w

    With ignorance comes fear - from fear comes bigotry. Education is the key to acceptance.





    ©nick_samuel

  • nick_samuel 166w

    Fashion is what you adopt when you don't know who you are.






    ©nick_samuel

  • mtsteel 189w

    My light

    My light might be pure but it’s not white it’s a full out rainbow
    ©mtsteel

  • mtsteel 189w

    Can’t be the son or daughter

    Maybe the reason you can’t be the son or daughter you always thought you had be was because you were supposed to be the daughter or son
    ©mtsteel

  • loonylily 205w

    Who Am I?

    am I "her",
    whose name is written in my blood,
    across the pages of our books?

    am I "him",
    whose name lives in my heart,
    like a secret, long-lost friend?

    or am I
    just a bundle of broken hopes
    and budding dreams
    waiting to belong

    ©loonylily

  • chromaticryan 255w

    Muted Colors of L___

    I'm bound by the throes of their passion
    The bang of feeling that shortly thereafter fizzles out
    And everything is grey and blue
    And I feel devoid of the bright desire they have

    And the soft colors of romance are faded reds and depleted yellows
    I care about them but cannot see myself still with them in a year
    Or even in half that time frame
    But they seem to appreciate my presence
    So maybe I'll stick around for a while longer

    And though the colors and feelings are faded and dull
    I'll still quite enjoy the time we spent together
    With all the muted colors