Light reverse...

I am paralysed with fear,
I am numb,
I am terrified to my last breathe,
The darkness is slowly creeping in,
Again!!!
Light! oh!light!
Why would you give me just a taste?
Why would you tease me?
Why? light why?
I am paralyzed with fear,
It could be anyone,
Even me,
Oh!God....
Especially me,
I am paralyzed with fear,
I am numb,
I am terrified...

High!!!!

of passive aggressive...

I will work on being less passive aggressive this year. Hopefully. Maybe.
#personalityproblems

When patience runs thin...

And once I am done, I am done...

Perfect is boring...

Unbearable Lightness

Brightness is all I see,
Finally that light at the end of the tunnel,
Darkness had become the norm,
Bad day after bad day,
Spiraling out of control in a bottomless pit,
But now all I see,
All I feel,
Is unbearable lightness,
Happy has stopped being a word,
Still afraid to completely embrace it,
But I am happy,
That light is shinning so bright,
Basking in its radiant feel,
Darkness had engulfed my soul,
Sadness had become the usual,
Light is all I see,
All I feel now,
Wow!!!
Unbearable lightness....

LBGTI Culture

Something interesting is happening in Africa,
Some wise guy once said that any publicity is good publicity,
People are talking,
No longer whispering,
No longer cowering in the shadows,
Homosexuality!!!
That, in the recent past has become a word on everyone's wagging tongue,
Nigeria, Uganda, Binyavanga,
Homosexuality,
Tongues are rolling,
Good or bad,
People are talking about it,
We are in peoples conversation more than HIV,political instability,injustice,poverty,
Heck! Lupita,
Something interesting is happening in Africa,
I don't see why so much attention should be paid to us,
It is only same sex,
Nothing too extraordinary,
I don't see why countries like Nigeria are wasting time passing laws to ban homosexuality,
Feed your people,
Treat them with justice,
First!!
Then rant about being homosexual,
Me thinks it is easier to talk about the gays so that you don't focus on the disaster that is your life....

an open letter to my unborn child...

The strangely cute waft of a baby,
Baby fever is in the air,
Everywhere I turn,
Yummy,cuddly,cute,
But I wonder,
I wonder, my unborn child,
If I will ever get to meet you,
What my world will be like,
Will I have a wife by my side,
Or will I have gotten myself knocked up,
I wonder what the world will be like,
Because these are dark days we live in,
I wonder what being gay will mean,
Will we be equals?
Or will be pelted with stones of self righteousness?
Will having two mamas and two papas be a big deal?
Or will we openly embrace,
Kiss,
Touch,
Love,
I wonder my unborn baby,
How you will adjust to having gay moms,
Or will you be ashamed,
Will you crave a father figure,
Like I did growing up,
Or will for you be ordinary with a hint of dysfunction,
I cannot wait to meet you my darling,
Everything in stride...

the curse of the bisexual woman...

I can't live with her,
I can't live without her,
I love to hate her,
I can't stand her,
But I am always tangled in her web,
Her fifty-fifty web,
Half of her loves shaft,
The other half pink velvet,
The mystery,
The unsurity,
She confuses me,
I can't stand her,
That web though,
Spun and spun around,
Wrapped around her little finger,
Like a toke,
I know she isn't good for me,
The orgasmic chaos,
I can't seem to get away fast enough,
I can't live with her,
I can't live without her,
I can't stand her,
The curse of the bisexual woman..