Can't Leave Me

 

I can’t breathe. I can’t see.

I can’t feel. I can’t be here no more.

All the chaos, the tension and war.

It’s like i’m trapped.

I feel depressed.

But a smile is all I express.

The fear of rejection.

Makes me want to grab that injection.

I can’t handle the pain.

I’m going down the wrong lane.

“It’s not right!”, “You're sick!”, “You’re going to hell!”

Is all I hear

Not from my friends, or neighbors

But from family, “blood” like how people say.

What’s so wrong with being gay?

I am not sick. I am not confused.

I don’t need help or treatment.  

I’m definitely not a sin.

I am the way I am, and always been.

But I can’t breath in their lies.

I was so ready to say my goodbyes.

When everybody left my side.

Only thing I was thinking about was suicide.

It’s hard to explain my way of living to people who never lived it

Then I thought.

I am a human being.

The same as you.

You.
You.

Even you.

I lived through all of it. I am alive.

The pain I felt today

Is the strength I’ll feel tomorrow.

Because I can.

I can breath.

I can feel.

I can see

I am free.

What I can’t leave

Is me.