Finger to the trigger as I'm pacing
Contemplation of my place in the world
When faggots are doomed to damnation
No amelioration of pain suffered
I thought my life was over
When I lost my mother
Because her baby just couldn’t be
One of them.
His scent envelops me
Arms wrapped tightly around my waist
No, I can't be gay
My family will disown me
I'll get thrown out of my home -
he, my father
won't even look at me
Because raising a faggot
Is the utmost atrocity.
Hypothesizing the lesser evil:
To live alone or live a lie
And praying, though my soul goddamned
For strength to stay alive.