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Now I need to find another lung;
I'm also beating with half a heart.
This is loneliness,
a kiss without lips.
Finger tips
without nerves.
At least I still
have my arms and legs
I canhobble walk on my own two feet.
I'm just back to being rudimentary.
I'm also beating with half a heart.
This is loneliness,
a kiss without lips.
Finger tips
without nerves.
At least I still
have my arms and legs
I can
I'm just back to being rudimentary.
Literature
Pride
Glances wither, voices fade
Towers crumble, mirrors crack--
What's wrong with me?
This body that never
Was meant to be mine
This son who is always
Referred to as "daughter"--
What's wrong with me?
The bundle of sticks
That's a little too happy
The "I'm proud, I swear"
That's a little too sad--
What's wrong with me?
But there's this voice
This subconscious smile
That whispers what, maybe, I knew all along,
Says maybe,
Just maybe,
"You were born this way."
There's this thought,
This near silent whisper
That speaks from the cracks of the mirror that lied,
Says maybe,
Just maybe
"There's nothing to be ashamed of."
Th
Literature
Not Trans Enough
No, no I'm not alright.
I thought I was okay when I thought I got over them. I thought everything was fine when I thought I knew who I was, but then they come in and tell me who I am and who I'm supposed to be.
But low, I'm not even Trans* enough.
I'm not Trans* enough because I'm apprehensive about taking T.
I'm not Trans* enough because I'm not constantly ogling over girls.
I'm not Trans* enough because I like to wear dresses from time to time.
I'm not Trans* enough because I don't work out at the gym.
I'm not Trans* enough because I like to Sew and Bake.
I'm not Trans* enough because I didn't 'come out' when I was 3.
I'm not Trans
Literature
Curious to be a Lesbian
Somedays I dream of a girls kiss
I want to hold her hand in public,
Need to claim her as mine
Somedays, my sexuality is confused
I almost need to be with a girl sometimes
The need to feel her soft hands on my body
Somedays, I wonder what it's like to fall in love with a girl
I've dated them, but never been in love with a girl
I really want to be with another girl
Somedays, I am curious what it's like to be a lesbian
I know I'm not straight and I'm comfortable with that
But, what is it like?
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On my own again...
First poem since the breakup. Here we go. Time to mend the bone and come back stronger.
Submitted to Raw's theme "Define Yourself"
First poem since the breakup. Here we go. Time to mend the bone and come back stronger.
Submitted to Raw's theme "Define Yourself"
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Beautiful. 
Captures the pain, hurt, and timid hope of heartbreak perfectly.
Captures the pain, hurt, and timid hope of heartbreak perfectly.