Love

I once spoke of my envy and hate for those in a blissful state. But I only felt fright that they may see past my disguise of black and white. I was an imposter kneeling at the altar, hoping Leviticus was born of man’s wickedness. But here on earth my sin came from birth, and it is because of my sinful kiss the blissful say we will fall into the dark abys. If I slip I expose my cold and naked soul which the blissful fear because all they have is a vacant hole. But at the end of the day it is I may way will betray. I can no longer convey this lie because I am truly gay I know in my heart I am free so I will love whomever I please, because in the end my divinity is left to the Holy Trinity. I wrote this rhyme so that every time I feel myself begin to slip I have something onto which I can grip and drag myself out of this haze, to find a beautiful fate on which I can gaze. I may be young, but I still have this song on my tongue and ready in my heart, so now my brilliant future can finally start!