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suicidal twitch Sep 2015
She's done it! She's free!
But now that "She" is a "He"!
I'm proud of Him. As should be!
For now he smiles in glee!

He's jolly again, grins from ear to ear!
I can't help but shed a tear.
I'll support you always my darling dear.
Even when the bullies sneer.

Bu my Hannah is now a Ryan.
Once a woman, now a man.
You're doing what I can't;
You're restarting your life and its just began.

I'm so proud of you.
But you already knew.
I'll support you through and through,
Even when life becomes anew.
My best friend came out as being transgender, and I'm supporting him every step of the way!
Sie Sep 2015
Ultimately I lost her
Ultimately it was my fault
Just because it was too hard to pretend around my family
Just because of this I lost the one thing in my life that made me want to live
I guess I will have to accept it
I guess I have accepted
But that that doesn't mean I won't rip my mind apart thinking about it
Thinking that maybe if I had just come out
I could still have her
I guess this is goodbye for us
Tomlinsonsgun Jul 2015
I am the one who has to wait
For the right moment
To tell you
That I am not straight

I think thats kinda unfair
I am waiting for the day
That you are struggling to tell me
That you are not gay
Tomlinsonsgun Jul 2015
If I told you
Would you understand?
Or would our friendship
Come to an end?

After that confess
Would you still be my mate?
Could you still show up with me
If I wasn't straight?
Stargaria Jul 2015
I feel sick,
My stomach churns,
Whilst my head burns,
And I wonder if I can tell you.

You said you love me,
Forever and always,
But tell me this,
Even if I live life my ways?

I told you this on April first,
And a joke is what it to you was,
So a joke is what I kept it to be,
Because I still require you to love me.
Ryan Jun 2015
I opened up recently, and it feels
amazing.

This is the first time I can think of that I've turned to poetry out of happiness rather than anguish.

I just went back and read every poem I had ever written.

My conclusions were thus:

The thing that hurt me and caused me pain was never who I was, but rather the fear that people would see the real me.

Now, I have shown myself to all the important people, and life has gotten so much better.

I knew I couldn't be
closed
forever,
but I never expected openness to feel this good.
Ryan Jun 2015
My sexuality isn't something you get to determine.

Nor something you get to judge me for.

Nor something you get to passive-aggressively hate on.

My sexuality is, however, something wonderful.

It is fluid.

It is something I am discovering uninhibitedly.

There is no need to define it.

Plus, trying to define it is what has caused

me untold anguish in the past anyway.
Cat Fiske May 2015
if I am to have,
a son,
or daughter,
who comes out to me as gay,
and sit there crying trying to explain,
what else could I say,
then,
"stop crying",
"you said you where happy",
because acceptance is what people want,
in love,
in life,
and as a parent its your job,
to give it to them.
gay or strait our hearts are what makes us a person, and everyday that fact won't change. read past and future on the bible pages or on there life, there more then the part your mind can't stop fixating on as wrong.
Yasha Harkness Apr 2015
Stop trying to make me fit
In your stupid little box
of Labels and Definitions
Truth buried far beyond reach
Only your lies always
Stuffed down my throat.
If other people can come out
Why cant i?
Your reasons get flimsier
My resolve only strengthens
Your toxic opinions
Make me want to leave you behind
And escape.
I will take my freedom myself.
I don't bleed for you anymore.
the 'its just a phase' argument gets old
freeing the mind Apr 2015
Behind a giggle and a smile, she's been hiding all the time, they make a joke  she never spoke, the fear of being judged, by the people she really loved, it hurt her too deep, so this to herself she would keep.

The day it all changed, created a great feeling of shame, showing who she was, became one of her flaws, said it wasn't her but yet she couldn't find a cure, for something so wrong, this can't be were she belongs.

They weren't meant to care, their feelings not afraid to share, the feeling of disgust, but in them she tried to trust, do they accept it or really reject it , she feels she should have kept it.

She wasn't alone though, that quickly began to show , because all of her friends they already know, a call away , in theirs she had to stay , the normality was there, these girls they would never care.

The support began to rise, along with a little surprise, at the start she may have been ashamed but all that suddenly changed, the pride she can show , now they all know , her happiness at the centre which began to represent her.
Just a little note about me 'coming out'  to my family and how it felt .
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