Another Venting Poem

Another Venting Poem

Here in the closet, I think / And sometimes I sink / into the void of ink / that is fear and nervousness and so many things. / These things / they feel like stings / from a thousand bees / in my mind, destroying the ease / I hide. / But I hide it. / Bit by bit. / I’ve been in the closet for so long. / I left one, / thought I was done, / but I was wrong. / Now I cry, / ‘Why? / Why did the light catch my eye / from out beyond my reach?’ / Now I feel like I have to hide / deep in side / from all sight / but my own. And I’m scared. What if when I leave the closet / I’ll realize that it / was better inside? / And I wonder. Staring outside / at the sky / wondering why / a rainbow is there. / Is it a sign that people will care / for me? But it’s gone. And the rain / of doubt and pain / and ink / is back and I start to sink / but I scream no! / I will let my face, my colors show! / I don’t want to stay / locked away / where I can only hope and say / maybe one day / it will be okay / to leave. I will make the key! / And everyone will see / who I am! And then I sigh. / Maybe not tonight. / I’m not ready yet. But I’m getting closer.

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5 years ago

Wow. I just checked my blog to see if maybe one person noticed any of my posts. I come back to what I’m pretty sure is more people looking at my poem than the rest of the posts on my little blog. I was not expecting that, and I would just like to say that I wish I could make the people around me half as happy as you guys made me. Thank you


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6 years ago

holy crap. i just realized just how truly awful some people are. it’s worse to say ‘i accept you’ but be a douche about it than to openly not accept them (not to extremes, obviously)

Acceptance

My mom “accepts me”, but she “knows I only chose to be bisexual so I didn’t have to break up with my girlfriend when she started transition.”

My dad “accepts me” but often reminds me that “monogamy is important no matter who you’re attracted to” because bi girls are more likely to cheat.

My girlfriend’s mom “accepts her” but won’t use her chosen name and only uses the right pronouns half the time.

My pan friend’s mom “accepts her” but still calls her girlfriend her “best friend” because she “knows my friend will find the right boy someday”

A gay guy I met in class has parents that “accept him” but when he said he was being bullied for his sexuality said that “he should just be less public about it.”

None of us have been kicked out. We still talk to our parents. They give us food and clothes and help pay college tuition. They haven’t threatened to kill us. They haven’t actually killed us.

They “accept us”

But no they don’t.

Not kicking your kid out/not murdering them cannot be the standard of acceptance. It’s not accepting. It’s almost nothing.

If you want to be a wonderful accepting parent to a LGBTQ+ kid, you have to listen to what they say and trust them. You have to do your research and understand that this is who they are and it’s not up to them. You have to do anything you can to make their lives easier because the rest of the world is already going to make them go through hell.

And if you’re not ready to trust your kid and love them no matter what, don’t call yourself progressive or accepting.

You’re just a dick.

6 years ago

mood

me: it’s very possible that you aren’t cis

me to me:

Me: It’s Very Possible That You Aren’t Cis

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6 years ago

I’ve just realized that I don’t put any tags on any of my posts. Better stop being stupid!


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5 years ago

Tip for straight people: If someone comes out as not straight or not cisgender, don’t say anything like ‘Why didn’t you tell me sooner?’ or ‘Why did you wait to tell me?’ or something like that. It makes the other person feel horrible. If the person is super casual about it, then maybe something like ‘Wait, what?’ or ‘Really? Good for you,’ but never say anything that might be taken in a negative way if the person who came out seems stressed or nervous or give the impression of ‘it's okay if you hate me.’ They are probably dying inside because they don’t know how you’ll react. Take it from me, this is basically exactly what happened to me. I just want to make it easier for anyone who is going to come out, and this not meant to be a post about ‘wooo i’m mad at straight people because I had one bad coming out experience.’ It is supposed to be a ‘hey keep this in mind so you don’t possibly ruin a friendship.’

5 years ago

Card House - Chapter 1 pt. 2

The room emptied faster than if someone had eaten twenty cans of beans the day before. The tall Club took off her helmet, and walked over to Jay. Jay simply tilted their head up a little bit, and smiled. “And to what do we owe the pleasure of your visit?” The Club looked down at them with a cold, unamused expression. “I don’t need the sass. I trust you remember me?” “Oh, yes! Captain Tally! How could I forget the time you tried to steal my girlfriend?” Alex tripped, realizing why Tally seemed so familiar. Tally had gotten a pretty drunk one night, and started flirting with Alex. She got way too grabby, and Jay has to escort Tally out. “I’m surprised the bruise isn’t s-still there,” Alex blurted out. Tally flushed slightly, and said “If you’re done with the snarky comments, then I’ll get to searching this place.” “Just don’t search Alex, and everything should be fine,” Jay responded, and started mixing a drink. The other Club started moving towards the stairs in the back, the Heart going for the back door, and the Diamond going for the ‘Employees Only’ door behind the bar.


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I’ve re-done this many times, might as well do it again. Hi! I’m Sinylene, or at least that’s what I like to go by on the internet. I also go by Noel. I use she/her. I don’t post super often, and when I do it’s probably either serious, a story, or a meme.

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