Living life in a constant fear
All alone with my thoughts because I am queer
Pride month comes with a glimmer of hope
That I won’t wind up on the end of a rope
Parades abundant from towns to cities
We’ve come a long way since the seventies
Celebrating in the open without nearly a care
Catching on occasion the disapproving stare
Of those who still refuse to accept us
I really don’t understand all the fuss
I exist and deserve care, respect, and love
The day will come when we rise above
All the hatred and disgust
This inevitability is a must
But the parades are over now; my freedom is fading
Another year to go by filled with uneasy waiting
For the time I can be myself again; not hidden away
Back in the closet is where I must stay.
For my place in this world is still unsure
Until the day I find something pure
To create an unbreakable confidence
Allowing me to no longer suffer in silence.

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