Dear Reader

A Poem by Hayley

I'm not a writer by any means. But, I wrote down my late night ramblings and decided to share.

I lay in bed at night with my insomnia and anxiety fighting with each other. Some nights I want to scream. Some nights I cry. And some nights I just lay in dark silence. I think about him. And I think about her. When I hear her voice, my heart skips a beat. When he hugs me, I never want him to let go. I feel deeply for both in the same way. And then I think about those feelings. I can’t choose who I love more. I know it’s okay, yet still, every time I just imagine telling someone I start to panic. My mind races as I think of who I can tell. My heart beats faster every word I plan out what I will say. All of a sudden, I can’t breathe when I picture their faces. So, I thought about telling a stranger to start. Maybe if a stranger could accept me, maybe my family can too.

To whoever is reading this now; I am bisexual.