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There was a young man,
he did not know what he felt.
He had been told it was wrong,
he had been told it was wrong.
He felt really weird, really strange
around the wrong friends, wrong men.
It's always a sin,
it's always a sin.
He tried to cleanse in the Eyes,
he tore at himself to prove himself.
Bleed out the bad,
bleed out the bad.
But that wasn't his savior.
He was still impure.
The blood is still flowing,
the blood is still flowing.
But then his savior he found,
found his dark, brutal god.
He worshiped the rope,
he worshiped the rope.
He made love to his god,
and now nothing's left.
Jesus loves you,
Jesus loves you.
But he'll be turned down at The Gate.
Sin does not erase sin,
and the Lord is a vengeful Lord,
and the Lord is a vengeful Lord.
he did not know what he felt.
He had been told it was wrong,
he had been told it was wrong.
He felt really weird, really strange
around the wrong friends, wrong men.
It's always a sin,
it's always a sin.
He tried to cleanse in the Eyes,
he tore at himself to prove himself.
Bleed out the bad,
bleed out the bad.
But that wasn't his savior.
He was still impure.
The blood is still flowing,
the blood is still flowing.
But then his savior he found,
found his dark, brutal god.
He worshiped the rope,
he worshiped the rope.
He made love to his god,
and now nothing's left.
Jesus loves you,
Jesus loves you.
But he'll be turned down at The Gate.
Sin does not erase sin,
and the Lord is a vengeful Lord,
and the Lord is a vengeful Lord.
Literature
Words Hurt
I get my pleasure in life by making people feel awkward.
I'm different, thus I attract stares, and who am I to deny this attention and use it for my own sakes? I've always been stared at, since day one of my life. Partially because I'm loud, and partially because I'm out. I've never been the type to hide myself. When I came out as gay, I was loud and proud. It wasn't something to hide, nor something to be ashamed of. It was me, and that's who I am.
I've figured out that these facts that are a part of me are always going to attract attention, so I might as well get used to it, and flaunt them.
Granted, this massive ego of mine did take hits
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The one I'm supposed to be
I'm supposed to be a girl,
A girl supposed to be by my heart and my soul,
But my body doesn't represent me,
My body isn't me.
I'm supposed to be a guy,
A guy supposed by my family and society,
Supposed to live happily in a body that's not mine.
I'm not a guy.
Will they understand?
Literature
Envy is a Dangerous Word
High school can be difficult.
The classes,
the homework,
the cliques and cliches,
and the pressure.
Oh, the pressure.
To drink,
to smoke,
to have sex,
to fit in,
to know your direction in life.
Everyone around me as well as I are experiencing them. Yet, I stand alone, left to battle solo with another pressure.
The pressure to come out.
Walk straight on out of the closet, into an unforgiving world consisting of
stereotypes,
discrimination,
dirty looks,
and secret sneers.
I envy those who are not faced with this dilemma. I envy those who do not have to keep secrets and love behind cl
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This is how I used to feel