Lesbian Poetry

Alone

My soul is being devoured by an emotional chaos,
Emotions,painfilled frustrations,have built a hurricane in the core of my being,
Tears of pain,hurt,loneliness,and even sometimes rage,burn in my eyes,
As I stand out in the cold rain,staring blindly up at the dark night sky..
And from the depths of my soul,from the bottom of my enraged,painfilled,bleeding heart,
I scream in agony,"WHY?"

Why?Why does love have to be so far from my grasp?
When I had it,in the past, God ripped her from my life....i need someone to remove the hilt in my back, remove the knife...
It feels like I am going to be alone for the rest of my life..

Tears of anguish stain my cheeks,
Bitterness sours my mouth,
Anger stabs my fingernails into my palms,
My body wracks with the raging storm of silent sobs,
That tears at my soul,
And weakens my belief,my will, my understanding of this life,
For I have been alone,without a woman's love for too many years, since God took my heart to him, and left me here to survive alone..
In a world that hates, what and who i am...
I am hurting,surviving,living,alone...
I am a good person,wanting to love..
So why am I still here,suffering,and cold?

Society reminds me all the time,
That supposedly my heart's desires are a crime...
To love another woman, is not accepted..
Yet,how can it be wrong,
When it's a woman's love that sets me free,
It's when I am in love,with another woman,
That I feel my true identity?

To be a lesbian,can be heaven,
When u are in your lover's bed, sound asleep in her embrace...
But I am in hell..alone for too many years,
My only companion,on my pillow, are the stains from my tears...
I laugh, I smile, under the day's sun...
But it's only an illusion, for come nightfall,
The masks are off, the walls come down,
And I cry, missing her so...
Remembering her words..to go on loving,
To find someone new..she didn't want me to be like this....
Alone, with the memories only, of us, and the phantom on my lips of her kiss...

I write my soul down on paper,
Trying to release my pain, my loneliness,
Wishing, hoping, to fulfill her last dying wish...
But not knowing how...
For it is the hardest thing in the world, to find,
Another woman,
Who doesn't live an ocean away,
Who's heart, pounds to the same beat as mine.

I stand in the rain, the heaven's waters,mixing with my own tears of pain,
Knowing what i feel cannot be wrong,
For it was real, what i had before,
All i can do is keep the flicker, the little flame of hope alive, that someday, another, will reach out,and I will be found....
Before my days on this earth are over,
And I too,am buried in it's ground.