um. so. this is my entry it was originally supposed to be about an entirely different topic, and I had another poem I was going to post for this. but. I don't know, really. this one just kind of happened. it's not even that good it's just kind of a word barf about.... a lot of things that have happened with my parents recently. i'm not entering it for the hope of, like, winning. it was just kind of suffocating me and I needed to do something with it. its a poem I wrote for my parents but I'm not sure i'll ever be able to actually share it with them. so.
a couple trigger warnings: it's kind of a heavier poem and contains a lot of homophobia ‘ pray the gay away ‘ what do you think i don’t notice? hate disguised in your pretty words, the judgement in your eyes stare down the beautiful couple because they are GAY so therefore the angels are coming for them, coming to burn them, because something so beautiful is obviously not natural and so it must be a sin homo sexual such a scary word, you will BURN if you touch it, but don’t worry it doesn’t hurt you if you use it to hurt people, twist the beauty into a sharp twisted spear, light the world on fire with hate that was once beautiful i am not scared anymore no not scared i am FURIOUS so touch my words i don’t care because sometimes i WANT you to burn yes maybe i am on fire, you tried to burn the sin out of me, douse me with holy water STOP i am drowning, in the fire in the water i cannot BREATHE you are supposed to love me ALL of me it’s a damn rule parents are supposed to LOVE their children not just SELECT PARTS of them, ‘ oh, mix and match, see, i will love you but only if you knock some sense into your brain, stop deciding you are in love with sin and everything evil because god loves you and he wants the best for you ‘ yes, he does and that’s where the similarities between you and my ‘ godly ‘ parents END YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO LOVE ALL OF ME you are TEARING me APART look, i will bleed fire, burn your goddamn holy words stop ripping me into pieces so you can throw out the ones that you hate and keep the ones you want do you want. what’s. best. for. me. i am bleeding out, the fire is all-consuming. you don’t get to touch me because i don’t want this please please i don’t want you to leave me alone but if that’s what it takes to survive? why is it that loving the wrong person too much condemns me? please i just want you to love me
