I am gay.
I'm not a disease, I'm not a problem
I'm not an affliction
I don't need treatment.
I don't need help
I'm not sick
I'm not confused
I'm not a sin.
I am gay.
I'm your daughter
Your sister
Your friend
Your co worker
Your classmate
Your acquaintance
A complete stranger
I am gay.
I need love, just like you
I need smiles
I need support
I need a hug
I need a friend
I need a family
I need acceptance
I need understanding
I need you
I am gay.
I know what love is
I know what pain is
I know what hate is
I know what life is
I am gay.
And I need you to love me
The same way you loved me before you knew
I am gay.
You as a person annoy me beyond belief
You’re (a)
Arrogant.
Attention seeking.
Clingy.
Cynical.
Disrespectful.
FAKE.
Foolish.
Grumpy.
Ignorant.
Narrow-minded.
Obsessive.
Overcritical.
Pessimistic.
Pompous ass that pretends you know everything.
Rude.
Self-centered.
Selfish.
Thoughtless.
Two-faced.
Untrustworthy.
Vain.
Done.
Have you ever felt like you’re slipping through the cracks? Like everything and everybody keeps moving and progressing but you’re simply stationary? The world’s spinning and orbiting the sun with its planetary buddies within its own little neighborhood of a galaxy in an infinitely vast universe, and there you are. You somehow exist outside of all of this without even truly being aware of your removal. You’re witnessing. You watch and listen and feel and taste everything the same way that every other creature does, but somehow it isn’t the same. Somehow you’ve become a bystander rather than a participa
How I envy fools
Those born without the
Eyes to see the darkness; the
Ears to hear the lies; the
Skin to feel the chafing cold; the
Sense to realize:
There's darkness all around us,
Lecherous and black.
We lead a meaningless existence.
Bitter, I turn back.
How I envy fools
Living life, never knowing
The storm on the horizon;
Her clouds fill up the skies.
They do not see the warnings,
Nor hear the gentle "sigh"
Of the wind that's brewing.
They do not feel the rain.
Their never-knowing state
Is all that keeps them sane.
How I envy fools
They know nothing of pain
Will they ever find it,
The truth that I now know?
The sky is torn with vio
Begemott, A Gallery of Narrative Dreams by techgnotic, journal
Begemott, A Gallery of Narrative Dreams
January 30, 2013by techgnotic (https://www.deviantart.com/techgnotic)
On Sundays by *begemott
Begemott:
A Gallery of Narrative Dreams
A magic of effective art can be a drawing that appears to be a movie still, clipped from a film narrative, evoking a powerful sense of storytelling— and the viewer wants to know the rest of the story. This phenomenon has recently manifested itself on deviantART— and in a big way— once again.
The Rock - Dwayne Johnson Paintingby *frankwyte81
Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson will produce a movie based on a drawing (“sweet Halloween dreams”) by deviantART digital artist begemott (https://www.deviantart.com/begemott). The drawin
Time Is The Cure
Right hand of destruction
Left hand of creation
It's a never ending cycle
A fatal revival caught in a downward spiral
I tear down reality’s mask
As I build up a truth to give hope a chance
The veiled darkness decays
The guiding light fades
I let go of an old pain
As new tears wash it away
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The sun always rises
The moon always sets
The rain subsides
The storm is put to rest
Clouds confide / Memories detest
Skies collide / Cries confessed
Light shines / Dark regrets
Pain hides / Peace professed
A new day awaits
An old night forgotten
Tomorrow I shall awake
To cradle what remains unbroken
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I can't erase my mist
When I was just a child
About twenty years back
I never would have thought
I would turn out like that
Or indeed like this
If I speak in the present tense
I guess I’m tense in the present
If that makes any sense
When I was at the mercy
Of the medical profession
They told me I was suffering
With clinical depression
And tapestries woven this tight
Into such an infant mind
Would be difficult to unspool
Unthread and leave behind
When I was just a boy
Around ten or so years back
I fell into a deep hole
But it felt more like a trap
I couldn’t get out of there
In fact I’m stuck here still
And all anyone can do
Is to prescribe anot