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my heart is evergreen
with memories of you -
i wish you could be buried
with this hurt i didn't choose.
trans people belong, everywhere.
I hide my depression on days like this,
because it hurts to know a portion of...
I was like a child with you
Teary eyed and baby blue...
I imagine us at a state fair,
walking through the crowds...
I hate the nights when I
end up talking to myself in...
I close my eyes tightly,
thankful for tired bones...
The heaviness has lifted
in the hours past dusk,
and I don't know how long
it will last this time,
but I will try to hold on
to some remnant of it.
This body I've been placed in
sometimes feels like I'm living in sin.
There is no immediate relief -
please give me an antidote to this grief.
I dream of sharing myself with you,
completely free - unashamed - ,
if only to feel like I can breathe,
to not choke on the heaviness of living.
by Ben Pickard
by Mahal Ko Kuya Ko