The battle continues to be fought I sit staring into the night A young man walks up to me He's thin and slight But he walks on by me, and I feel so old I'm only 22, but my youth's been sold I look nice, I think, but relying on compliments to get by Will only make me shoot myself eventually and die All friends fall away, I've made it this far But it'll never end, it'll know where we went and who we are Encroaching upon my soul the hatred moves closer and scowls Leaving a fear that I feel down in my bowels Keep telling me about what you read, and I'll tell you as I tie you to the rails I don't believe in Santa Claus, and I don't believe in fairy tales. Tell me the real reason for your hate...oh, you won't? Because I get laid and you...well,don't? I kissed a boy and his lips were sweet Sodom and Gomorrah...the pig across from me began to bleat. Am I to be damned because I don't use hate to be damned just because I'm not on your list Banality reigns, I won't let it go But it'll never end, so I just row Where's the people's choice, I ask struck down by a blow to the back of the head by a flask I look up and take a fist to the bridge of the nose I crash to the floor and my vision goes rose They grab me and shove me into the train, freedom is dead. Let's make it really tough on gays, homophobia is fed BUT: Where's your proof that it's a sin while you carry your lies within KEEP YOUR GODDAMNED RELIGION TO YOURSELF your views are being ignored GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME I implored What kind of God do you worship, I shake my fists and roar Your morals...you know, that you lend You know this pitched battle we've been fighting between good and evil? It won't ever end.Birth sign: Aries
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