Another day gone and not a whisper. Like a ghost in the night haunting me, I can feel you over my shoulder. My stomach drops the air gets cold. I look quick thinking I can see you for just a moment. My heart starts to race at the thought of see you and having you here. As quickly as it came now it's gone, for now. Soon again something reminds me of you again, my phone goes off and I get that rush, again and again. When will it end, how will I know? I miss you so and the feeling I have with you in my arms. The morning will come and it will be just as silent as the night. Hearing the birds in the morning hoping to hear the ding of my phone. Hop
Sweet Dreams There comes a by hopelessromantic88, literature
Literature
Sweet Dreams There comes a
Sweet Dreams
There comes a point when all you can do is laugh, not because it has become funny but because you can no longer cry. For what is done is done and nothing can change that. you lose your enegery to punch that wall and your voice can no longer scream. So all you can do is just fall to your knees and laugh, laugh a dry almost forced laugh. the pain still hurts and nothing can make it leave for it is so deep that not even the strongest medicain can make numb it enough to bare. No matter how hard you pray the pain just wont go away. my mind is numb, my lips chapped, and all I can hear is the throbbing of the pain running thru my bo
I don't run from the mirror as by hopelessromantic88, literature
Literature
I don't run from the mirror as
I don't run from the mirror as I did before. I find myself stopping for just a moment to look, look and see how my body is changing. I feel like the real me is finely starting to show. my curves are gone and there muscle and hair where there was none just a year ago. its still hard to see things that I know won't go away without surgery. but knowing that thats only a little while and a bit of planing away makes it that much easier to imagin what I have always seen in my dreams come true.
How does one understand what it is like to walk in what feels to be someone elses skin and not be ashamed? How is it possable to have a relationship, frie
I hoped that one day I could be truly happy but now all I see is nothing. No light at the end, not even a glimmer. How I hoped for the best but only got the worst. Will I ever get a break, Just one chance to catch my breath in this never ending race called life, A puzzle I have yet to figure out. If all these things are just little pieces then what is the big picture? Regret or Relief? Joy or sadness? Is it really up to me or is it all planed out already?
When I sleep your right next to me, I can feel your touch and smell your perfume again. I have the butterflies and there is no fighting and no yelling. Its like ive gone back in time to when you were mine and it was just me and you. my arms around you and yours around me, tangled in eachothers skin just waiting for the sun to rise while looking in your beautiful brown eyes. how I wish this would never end how I prayed I could live like this forever. But then the alarm goes off and I awake from my dream to find the cold empty pillow that your head once occupied. My mistakes will never let me live down the girl I let go case I thought she was b
The stinging joy, the feel of metal in my skin.
The color red rushes down my arm
The pain helps me forget the pain in my heart.
Another scar to add to the collection. It gets deeper and deeper every time.
My body numb, my mind cleared, Ive had my fix for now.
An addiction I cant stop, that I dont want to stop.
My goal is not death, just control.
Time for another fix, my leg this time.
Scars on top of scars of memories,
Of battles I have won.
They think its bad, they think its wrong.
I dont see how it puts a smile on my face,
Until I need another fix.
Then the tears come, my body breaks down.
My lit
The full moon is out and the stars are shining brightly tonight.
The light off the lake is shining off you like light off a diamond stone.
The world has come to a stop and its just me and you in this world when our lips touch.
My heart starts beating faster, my palms start to sweat,
The feel of your touch makes my hair stand on end.
I hold you tighter, having you in my arms feels so right.
Amazing in my eyes and perfect for me. How did I get so lucky?
Is all that runs through my mind. Soft lips and gentle brown eyes,
Loving heart and caring touch. I fall asleep to the smell of your beautiful skin,
As we cuddle clos
I was meant to walk this world alone with no one by my side.
With only my friends there to have my back,
But no one there to kiss goodnight.
Only the sound of the rain falling against my window to put me to sleep.
And only a pillow to curl up with on those cold nights.
I am a loner, the quiet nights at my house will hunt me forever.
I turn the TV and radio off.
Sometimes I think I am deaf.
Only my friends are there, but I want, I need more.
My heart always longing for a love I will never find.
I am the odd one out.
I was forgotten when they pared everyone up.
My bed is too big for just me to sleep in.
Where is my soul mate? Do I
So scared to let you know whats on my mind,
afraid to tell you my feeling.
Will you run away?
Will you laugh at me?
So many things to say,
but to scared to let you know how much you mean to me.
Worried that you will never talk to me again.
All these things going through my mind,
all these things I want to say,
but when you come around they get caught in my throat.
Why is it so hard to let you know,
that Im the person that thinks of you every night.
I know you dont feel the same way about me;
could that be why Im scared?
To scared to hear your answer?
My past is stained with broken hearts.
Words that should have never been said,
And actions that should have never happened.
It runs through my memory like a bad movie.
Hurting the ones I care most about, and losing my soul.
How did this happen? Why me?
So many things I wish I could erase.
Nothing I can do but watch my life burn down.
Hoping that once it burns it will come back fresh,
Like nothing ever happened.
Spinning in circles the world seems so big.
Will I ever see it all?
Or will I drift into the wind.
So many things to worry about yet so few things to make me smile.
My true form can not be seen and I will not allow it.
Another day gone and not a whisper. Like a ghost in the night haunting me, I can feel you over my shoulder. My stomach drops the air gets cold. I look quick thinking I can see you for just a moment. My heart starts to race at the thought of see you and having you here. As quickly as it came now it's gone, for now. Soon again something reminds me of you again, my phone goes off and I get that rush, again and again. When will it end, how will I know? I miss you so and the feeling I have with you in my arms. The morning will come and it will be just as silent as the night. Hearing the birds in the morning hoping to hear the ding of my phone. Hop
Sweet Dreams There comes a by hopelessromantic88, literature
Literature
Sweet Dreams There comes a
Sweet Dreams
There comes a point when all you can do is laugh, not because it has become funny but because you can no longer cry. For what is done is done and nothing can change that. you lose your enegery to punch that wall and your voice can no longer scream. So all you can do is just fall to your knees and laugh, laugh a dry almost forced laugh. the pain still hurts and nothing can make it leave for it is so deep that not even the strongest medicain can make numb it enough to bare. No matter how hard you pray the pain just wont go away. my mind is numb, my lips chapped, and all I can hear is the throbbing of the pain running thru my bo
I don't run from the mirror as by hopelessromantic88, literature
Literature
I don't run from the mirror as
I don't run from the mirror as I did before. I find myself stopping for just a moment to look, look and see how my body is changing. I feel like the real me is finely starting to show. my curves are gone and there muscle and hair where there was none just a year ago. its still hard to see things that I know won't go away without surgery. but knowing that thats only a little while and a bit of planing away makes it that much easier to imagin what I have always seen in my dreams come true.
How does one understand what it is like to walk in what feels to be someone elses skin and not be ashamed? How is it possable to have a relationship, frie
I hoped that one day I could be truly happy but now all I see is nothing. No light at the end, not even a glimmer. How I hoped for the best but only got the worst. Will I ever get a break, Just one chance to catch my breath in this never ending race called life, A puzzle I have yet to figure out. If all these things are just little pieces then what is the big picture? Regret or Relief? Joy or sadness? Is it really up to me or is it all planed out already?
When I sleep your right next to me, I can feel your touch and smell your perfume again. I have the butterflies and there is no fighting and no yelling. Its like ive gone back in time to when you were mine and it was just me and you. my arms around you and yours around me, tangled in eachothers skin just waiting for the sun to rise while looking in your beautiful brown eyes. how I wish this would never end how I prayed I could live like this forever. But then the alarm goes off and I awake from my dream to find the cold empty pillow that your head once occupied. My mistakes will never let me live down the girl I let go case I thought she was b
The full moon is out and the stars are shining brightly tonight.
The light off the lake is shining off you like light off a diamond stone.
The world has come to a stop and its just me and you in this world when our lips touch.
My heart starts beating faster, my palms start to sweat,
The feel of your touch makes my hair stand on end.
I hold you tighter, having you in my arms feels so right.
Amazing in my eyes and perfect for me. How did I get so lucky?
Is all that runs through my mind. Soft lips and gentle brown eyes,
Loving heart and caring touch. I fall asleep to the smell of your beautiful skin,
As we cuddle clos
I was meant to walk this world alone with no one by my side.
With only my friends there to have my back,
But no one there to kiss goodnight.
Only the sound of the rain falling against my window to put me to sleep.
And only a pillow to curl up with on those cold nights.
I am a loner, the quiet nights at my house will hunt me forever.
I turn the TV and radio off.
Sometimes I think I am deaf.
Only my friends are there, but I want, I need more.
My heart always longing for a love I will never find.
I am the odd one out.
I was forgotten when they pared everyone up.
My bed is too big for just me to sleep in.
Where is my soul mate? Do I
So scared to let you know whats on my mind,
afraid to tell you my feeling.
Will you run away?
Will you laugh at me?
So many things to say,
but to scared to let you know how much you mean to me.
Worried that you will never talk to me again.
All these things going through my mind,
all these things I want to say,
but when you come around they get caught in my throat.
Why is it so hard to let you know,
that Im the person that thinks of you every night.
I know you dont feel the same way about me;
could that be why Im scared?
To scared to hear your answer?
The stinging joy, the feel of metal in my skin.
The color red rushes down my arm
The pain helps me forget the pain in my heart.
Another scar to add to the collection. It gets deeper and deeper every time.
My body numb, my mind cleared, Ive had my fix for now.
An addiction I cant stop, that I dont want to stop.
My goal is not death, just control.
Time for another fix, my leg this time.
Scars on top of scars of memories,
Of battles I have won.
They think its bad, they think its wrong.
I dont see how it puts a smile on my face,
Until I need another fix.
Then the tears come, my body breaks down.
My lit
My past is stained with broken hearts.
Words that should have never been said,
And actions that should have never happened.
It runs through my memory like a bad movie.
Hurting the ones I care most about, and losing my soul.
How did this happen? Why me?
So many things I wish I could erase.
Nothing I can do but watch my life burn down.
Hoping that once it burns it will come back fresh,
Like nothing ever happened.
Spinning in circles the world seems so big.
Will I ever see it all?
Or will I drift into the wind.
So many things to worry about yet so few things to make me smile.
My true form can not be seen and I will not allow it.
I could never explain to you
what it feels like.
To feel lost and uncomfortable in my own body
When I get called a fag or a dyke.
Its funny how I can pretend that I'm fine
But everything feels wrong inside.
Like the Gods and Goddesses made a mistake
Or my body has lied.
I don't want to be a girl anymore
I was made to be a boy.
I wasn't suppose to be like this
and the feelings never cease to annoy.
People don't understand
they always have a new name.
a new way to make me feel like I'm a freak
a new way to cause me pain
But I'm not a freak.
I'm just like you.
Maybe different
who ever knew.
I can fight it all I what
Ignore a
A Day in The Life of a Transgender by DarkAngel8096, literature
Literature
A Day in The Life of a Transgender
What does everyone think when they take off their clothes?
When they take a shower or get dressed every day?
What do you feel?
Do you want to be able to take a zipper and zip off your top layered body like in cartoons?
Do you sit in your bed crying refusing to look in a mirror?
To those who still don't know what I'm trying to get at:
Stop right now and think.
Think of who you are.
Name everything that makes you you.
Now picture everything that makes you who you are and change it to the polar opposite.
Yes, even gender and sex.
Boys, look into a mirror and imagine you have DD breasts.
Girls, look into a mirror and imagine you have no boobs,
I hate this name.
I hate this body.
I hate these hips.
I hate these breasts.
I hate the reflection.
I hate being in the closet.
I hate living 2 different lives.
I hate having to go into girls bathrooms.
I hate having to change in the girl's locker room.
I hate having to look at my name on school work.
I hate meeting new people.
I hate hearing 'she' and 'her'.
I hate trying to explain to people.
I hate feeling so depressed.
I hate being the 'boyish girl'.
I hate not being able to wear my boxers because I'm afraid people will ask questions when I'm in the locker room.
I hate being so awkward.
I hate getting undressed.
I hate m
All I dream of is to be beautiful
I need to look as I feel on the inside
I want to be a boy, a pretty boy
I dream of having short hair
To wear frilly skirts
I want to wear makeup
My mind is having manly thoughts
I want to buy her pearls
Or I want to be his gay lover
I am so confused
All I know is I'm not what I want
I want to be a man
I need to have "it" between my legs
To talk in a masculine way
To be able to dress as I please
The world will judge me, but I don't really care
As long as I'm a him I'll feel alright
Call me a fag, a tranny, anything at all
Just give me my right to be who I am
Being transgender is not something that is easily influenced.
It's not because of the toys you were given as a child, you already know if they're the right toys for you or not.
It's not because of the friends you hang out with, you already know who you identify with.
It's has nothing to do with a lack of a certain parental figure(just like boys of a single mother can still be straight).
It's not because of how your parents raised you, you already know if what they're doing makes sense.
It has nothing to do with not being taught how to be a man or a woman, I was taught to be a man, and that surely made me grow up to be one. I still wor
I am stuck in a body I do not want. I wish to change. I hate to look in the mirror everyday seeing a shape I was forced into.
I hate:
These breasts
This flat chest
This empty air between my legs
This unnecessary stick hanging down
This too long hair no matter what I do
This hair that always seems too short
These stupid skirts I want to burn
These too baggy jeans I'm forced into
Being a female
Being a male
I want to walk down the streets and feel free.
Feel at ease.
The way I'm supposed to be.
I want to feel normal.
Is that so wrong?
The Howl The Night
Did Not Oppose
By Justin Borer
In the forest on this cold, misty, moonlit night.
Nature is calm and quiet with not a soul in sight.
The silence continues, nothing trying to fight.
Then moonlight shines through the trees.
The light continues to flow like a calm breeze.
Casting shadows upon the lonly leaves.
A branch snaps breaking the somber silence.
Something in the darkness moves showing its defiance.
The forest shifts reluctantly to this act of violence.
Through the shadow the moon helps soothe.
This figure has nothing to prove.
Steathy and strong it continued to move.
The figure emerged from the darkness
Current Residence: Thornton, CO Favourite cartoon character: TAZ!!!!! Personal Quote: When everyone else knocks you down only your true friends will be there to help you back up.
Favourite Movies
nightmare on elm street
Favourite TV Shows
the L word
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
ICP, Linkin Park, Twiztied,Papa Roach, Metallica,Black Sabith,country just a little of everything.
Laying in bed I can't help but think about life. About this time last year I changed my whole life and looking back it has been the best journey I have ever been on. I'm still going on this road and there have been a few bumps here and there but I am learning to not hide and pretend to be something, someone that I am not. I was afraid that if I was myslef that I would lose everything I had worked so hard for but instead I have gained so much more. I walk with my head held high, I have gained new and better friends and even found someone who likes me for my personalty, the way I think and my views on the world instead of what gender I am or ho
I have come to realize that over the years I have not forgave or forgotten a lot of my past and with that I have, over time built up the anger and the restlessness from those things. I didn't really notice it before but now that I have been going thru my transition it is starting to become noticeable and I'm not dealing with things the same way that I use to. I feel like I'm starting to harden up again and become a loner... I don't know how I feel about this. For years I was proud of being the lone wolf how followed no rules and made my own path but I starting to find a pack, a group that I fit into little by little I became comfortable with
so maybe it has been two years or so since my last entry... oops.... well me and jennifer broke up, ive seen a few people over the years but ive slowed down now that im going thru my transison into a man. i go by Kenny now and i couldn't be happier or have as much suport as i do now. im learning to love life in a whole new way and its great!!! i have a beautiful chocolate lab named Belle and shes is crazy. i have been a dishwasher for almost two years now and its not the best job in the world but i love it. i live in Thornton now with my father and just living life one day at a time and its going good so far haha. work is hard but at the end