why meA Poem by jasminejust something i wrote upAs the sun began to set the night
skies slowly became polluted by stars. I began to wonder why I was alone in a
field full of fireflies. Today seem to go by in a flash. All that I really felt
now was something stirring in my head. It felt like I was rushing back into the
past wishing I had done things differently than I did now. I wish I hadn’t
opened my month, I wish I didn’t say that I was in love with the most popular
girl in school. All I felt now wanted to
be left alone from the world. Then I realize I had to come back
into reality, to the reality that seems to be the wake of my demise. As I walked home, I dare not step into the
lights of the streetlamps or past the blaring windows of the passing shops that
lied before me. I didn’t want anyone to see my face. I try to stay within the
shadows as best as I can but it failed every time a car light hit me. I wish I can take it all back. My
feelings for her, the confessing I said to her. The looks I gave her to this
very moment in time. I blame myself for falling in love with a straight girl. I
hated myself for it. I wonder what possess me to fall deeply in love with her. All these thoughts were running
through my head as I walked home from the field. I wonder what would happen at
school when Monday came around. Would I
be label as a dkye if the news were to spread as a rapid new plague? Or would I
still be the farmer’s kids that people like? Or am I reacting to all of this
wrong? Or maybe this is all just a nightmare that I’m having and I still
haven’t woken up yet?
But I realize that is was reality and not some nightmare that I was
going to wake up from. I now hated life and I hoop that this new would spread.
Slowly reaching my house I began to feel like the weight of the world was
crashing all around me. The more weight I felt the closer I got home. How was I
going to tell me parents that daughter is gay? How will they react to this
assurer of news from me, will they take it okay or will the go beyond mad and
disowned me? What if they don’t find out why if I am playing some kind a sick
joke one them. I don’t know how to feel about this. Feels like I am losing my
mind over something I shouldn’t because this is the 21st century right. Will
they take me who I am? Or will I not tell them?
I won’t tell me they won’t know that I’m gay. Maybe everyone will just
think that I was to waste to the point that I was just crazy. I hope they
believe that I was. I don’t want people to know about me being gay, I don’t
know if I am gay. I have admired beauty of other girls. Isn’t that what we do?
I never through that I would be this attracted to a girl before.
All these thoughts and possible events play throughout my head but then
suddenly stop as I find myself in front of my door just standing there blankly
into what seem like a deep surreal reality. I pull out my key in a wavy state
and open my door. I stumble inside as I made my way to the stairs. I make it to
my room. It was cover in shadows of darkness that plague me. Spuriously I felt comfort in the
shadows of darkness that cover my room. It felt safe and away from the world
outside of these four walls that surrounded me. As I find my way through the
darkness I fell into my bed. It felt as if all the confusing I was feeling
skimpily vanishes from within me and I felt myself fall into a deep sleep
feeling nothing but the covers hugging me.
The next morning I felt the warm sun shine on me there the slightly open
cartons. The warmth felt good on my skin. Then I soon remember the wake of my
fate. For the pleading doom of how I felt for another girl and how she and the
rest of the school would feel.
Luckily I didn’t have to face that till tomorrow morning. All I could do
today was feel the sun on my skin and pretend to be normal for another day. As
the day goes by I replay the events that led up to my confession. At first it
all seems to be hazy and dull from what I can remember. Soon it started getting
clearer as I began to relax myself.
As the memories flow to my mind I saw how I acted that night as if I was
watching a drama lesbian movie. It started out when I picked up my first drink
of the day. I was a shot of vodka with my friends. Then the party started
moving into full swing as we all drank and danced more. Then someone brought
drugs and weed. My drug of choice for the night was MDMA and weed. From what I
can remember I didn’t confuse my feelings yet to her.
As the party prolong into the night I started to get more drunk and
high. Then I made my way to some people that I knew. I made my way to Sami,
Alex and Izzy. As I made my way to them I spotted Ashley (the girl I like) I
stumble into her. I was too drunk to say anything but laugh. As I made my way
to my friends I felt something coming towards me, as I stop to turn I felt an
arm swing over my shoulder. When I turn to look I saw Danny smile
a dorky smile. I smile back and we walked towards my friends. The night was
filled with drinks, drugs and laughing. The drugs in my system started to wear
off by 1:00 a.m. And I told my friends
that I was going to walk home. As I made my way outside the wind blow a gentle
breeze around me. I felt like the dizziness was starting to go away till I
heard a voice. That voice was Ashley’s. She was
singing softly to herself as she gazes up into the star fill sky. I walked over
to her to and ask what she was singing. She blushes to be catch singing, the
song reminded me of an old tale my great grandmother would sing to my mother as
a child. She smiled to herself at the thought of this old tale as we remember
what our parents singing this. I decide to sit next to her as she
continue to tell me what the song she sang even I knew the tale myself, but
what the song meant to her. It was a tale that was in a way but yet seem
calming in another way. I told her how this made me feel she just smile her
bright charming smile at me. Then someone came to us passing around the drug of
choice and handed me the MDMA we both took it. Then all of a sudden I have this
strong feeling in my gut and a sharp pain in my heart all at the sametime.Then
I started to feel all of these emotions for Ashley. I told myself I always had
them just never this strong through, it was weird for me to think of this nut
then again maybe it was the drugs kicking in to their full effort. Then I feel
my month moving and hearing words come out of them. "I love you
Ashley" I heard myself say, then my body began to move on its own as I
placed my hand on hers. I looked into her eyes and lean in. as I did o saw her
lean in as way. All these thoughts were racing through my head then finally our
lips met. Her lips were so soft and tasted of strawberry favor vodka mixed in
with some gin.
As I pulled away I see her cheeks get a bright shade of pink. She places
a hand on my cheek and pulls me back into a kiss. Then we heard something we
broke away and saw what was coming. It was her boyfriend nick. She pulled away
from and ran into his arms. She looked back at me and laugh and said called me
a lesbian. I laugh and said what no I’m not it’s the MDMA taking full effort.
And we just laughed so more. But then they started telling more people so I
took more MDMA in front of people. By the time I started walking home from that
everything began to clear up the fog in my head.
Then that’s when the dread and despair of my emotions began to hunt me
in such a short amount of time. I never imagine that I would end up regenting
those very moments of my life, yet I felt joy for what I have done. At this
moment I find some joy that truly made me happy. Then reality slaps me in the
face when I heard my mother call me for breakfast. I felt a wave nastsuria wash
over me. I felt as if all my cells betrayed me into feeling this sick. As I
went downstairs part of me believe that my parents could see the homosexuality
in me. I as felt this rush of anxiety I thought I was going to lose it. As I sat at the table my nerves started to get
to me and I felt my body turn into something that I can only picture as a
black-hole. Then these feelings just vanish. I realize that my parents couldn’t
see through the outer texture of my body to see the inner battle that lies
within. So I told myself to stop worrying.
After my almost morning breakdown I began to wonder how my day would be.
It was Sunday so I didn't have many options for my day. I don’t go to church,
and don’t leave much. So I decided to lie in my bed and read all day. First I
pick up a D.C. comic. I love D.C.; I
love the teen titans, the flash and the green lantern. I had some new issues so I read them all. By
the time I was finish reading it was already 2p.m. part of me told me to stay
in bed and the other part told me to go and explore this world of ours. I felt
confuse by the complex feelings I have. Then something came to mind, I thought
for a moment, just a millisecond that I should let myself be happy with this
feeling that I felt for this girl. As I thought and felt, my heart ache
then lifted me off my feet to something that I never felt before, not with no
one else at less. I felt bliss, simple joy in knowing the fact that I can love
something, someone with so much passion and strength that I was now up in the
sky leaving our planet. It felt like I was a star in our vase glazay of stars.
I was just merely brushing the surface of my feeling till I came crashing back
down to our world. To realize I couldn’t live the way I wanted to not with the
girl I love since the first time we met. It took me a moment to take in all of
these feelings in to myself. It felt wonderful to know what love is. Then in
all the moments that I could enjoy these feelings they just went in disappear.
I felt that my world had suddenly gone dark. As if my life wasn’t at the edge
of the world, this was going to send me over. I felt my world crumbling from
beneath me that I feel the weight of everything that I feel sick. I realize
that the feelings I have for Ashley will never be return, these feelings will
be the utter destruction to me as I walk down over the edge of what I am
feeling. With this I take my leave from this reality and travel deep into the
realm of “endless sleep” or “endless dreams”. Also known as sleep.
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Added on August 14, 2015 Last Updated on August 14, 2015 Authorjasminequeens, NYAboutwell i am 19 years old. i love all art forms and i wrote my first book, which was the greatest moment of my life. i am also lesbian and if you don't like then keep it to yourself. more..Writing
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