My Year

Binge-watching took over,
Senioritis set in,
My life slowly crumbling,
Right before my eyes.

Grandfather moved on,
He feels no more pain.
Before he left the Earth
He couldn't distinguish sun from rain.
Precious memories flashed before me
And were gone in an instant.

I felt like acceptance was coming
On the joyous day of marriage equality.
I felt like it was finally going to be safe
To be who I am in the view of the public eye.

The election forced me to hide once more,
To lock myself back in the closet
Where it's safe and secure.
No one can hurt you when they don't know.
Again I felt as though I was wrong.
An abomination.
The hate surrounded me like a cloud.

Slurs were tossed back and forth,
Homophobes and racists rose to glory.
It's impossible to feel safe
When around every corner
There could be danger.

Became a part of the Black Lives Matter Movement
And informed my friends and family.
Told everyone I was a feminist
And expected to be shamed.

Instead I was met with love
And felt safe and secure once more.
I found my community,
And found out who my friends really are.
I found out love is stronger than politics,
And that dance is an important outlet.
Stress and fear all melt away
Once I step into ballet.

All in all,
At the end of the day,
Once all is said and done,
I wouldn't change my year for anything,
And I like it that way.

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