Suicidal Happiness

(The graves in my mind)

When I break


Tears that break you
Hell that shakes you
Fire exits locked
The gay kid mocked
The homophobic school
The words so cruel
Desires of shame
Because I’m not the same
You are who you are
Don’t create scars
If the gay kid is dead
They all turn their head
The judging faces
I’m filled with disgraces
Religion won’t save me
That’s something that people don’t see
Anger that I hate
Love is too late
I’m swinging in white
I die every night
My imperfections shown
And I’m all alone
I am so judged
And the bullies won’t budge
My depression is love
My heart is blood
Happiness is black
And I can’t go back
My tears blood red
And I wish I was dead
I’m the gay kid
And from the truth I hid
Nobody talks to me
I’m not how I should be
Happiness is not my fate
I’d say save me but it’s too late

Submitted: Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Edited: Thursday, May 16, 2013

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  • Rookie - 77 Points David Wood (5/17/2013 10:58:00 AM)

    This is a tough subject but you wrote it from the heart and its become a great poem. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 77 Points Ace Of Black Hearts (5/16/2013 12:01:00 AM)

    Wow, that's a hard subject to broach in such a way but you did a real good job. The only person any of us have the right to judge is ourselves. For we are responsible for the body, the flesh and skin we live in. And if we are okay with it, who are you to say otherwise unless you preside to be the almighty god. Thanks for sharing such a wonderful poem. (Report) Reply

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