My eyes burn with fire as I watch you walk away. I'm trapped in the dark, allowed only to the shadows. You stare at me from where I wish to roam, you may walk both worlds of light and dark, where I am forced to one. But there you wait for the night dweller that I am till darkness sweeps over day. My eyes still glowing from the flames that poured from them now silenced, Like a candle to water, Your presence to me makes up for the day for you glow like the sun in my eyes. Filling this tortured soul of mine with hope of your love which I will never have. The Dark is lessened by your words and approval, my immortality is nothing, it is not import
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones,