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Flowers for my grave

Discussion in 'Coming Out Advice' started by chained butterfly, Jun 19, 2011.

  1. chained butterfly

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    Okay so I wrote this slam poem and I just wanted advice about it. </3 I honesetly didn't know where to put it so I just picked support and advice. And I don't mean to offend anyone it's just my opinion


    This world is so depressing addressing it's inhabitants like insects
    Squish to squash the crunch under the boot crushing you, no divine intervention.
    What if we were praying to something that doesn't even exists
    Afraid of the unseen no hell heaven of bliss.
    Or is it just me; was I denied my right of passage?
    Because I preached unholy things of love and peace
    And my daddy died a man not a church going priest
    Dear lord, if your hearing me now then tell me there wrong
    ...................
    Oh yea that's right I forgot you don't answer in fags
    Unless there standing on your doorstep rotting in bags of emotional corpses
    And muscle toned soreness of hearts and bloody faces
    One question, why would he make me different if he was just going to ignore me.
    See I have enough hate from dilutions of abuse it's almost easy to pretend I'm
    nor there.
    Look see, you don't even have to ignore me
    Im already dead and the abrasion of colors multiply in the dark damp corners in
    my head
    I have 20/20 vision of black and gray
    Injustice and inadequate I sit and I say,
    "What should I do to make you love me?"
    .......................
    And the ecliptic cycle begins, I ask a question and you ignore me
    Well screw you! I don't need you!
    What have you done for me?
    What have you done for me that I couldn't do myself?
    Oh lord don't send me to hell; that's bullshit.
    I'll sell my soul and it would still be my decision
    I want you to love me like you love them
    Reach out your hand pretend your my friend.
    ARE YOU LISTENING? DEAR LORD, THE HOLY GHOST AND SAVIOR
    I don't even need to wait I'm in tune with your choices and in synch with your
    behavior
    Im pulling my hand away from reaching out to you
    Do you even care? Are you even there?
    I guess all that crap about loving us loving me was a lie
    I'd be best if we end this uncontrollable relationship, So i'll just see you
    when I die.
     
  2. IsItSo

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    This would sound incredible spoken by a young, gay, Latina woman. *nudge*
     
  3. BloodyRose3000

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    That was pretty terrific, at you're only 14 and you wrote that :slight_smile: :eusa_clap.
     
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