When your teacher in year 2
Asks the class who wants to do "christian learning"
You sign yourself the fuck up
They bought you with pink slinkys & 'god dollars'
You don't take it as a sign
When your big sister takes the permission form
And jumps on it
Trying to deter you
While she laughs and bounces on the trampoline
You stare at her quizzically
You don't take her advice
Regardless of how many hints you get
Or flat out tellings
When you sit confused twice a week
You don't regret it
Yet
When the nuns talk about prayers and St Peter
You forget
But you tell yourself it's okay
And
You never stopped believing in god
You carried that with you until after the classes ended
And for a few years
It just comforts you
Until you realise who you are
You're gay
And it scares you
You hate yourself
You learn to accept yourself and that you can't help it
You decide to treat yourself
You want to go to a church
You want to do it every Sunday
Wear a crucifix around your neck
Be chaste and quiet
But silently proud of who you are
You go to a church
A proper service
Angelican and seemingly perfect
It was not
In hindsight you should have picked a better one
An accepting one
Because they're everywhere now
Maybe even that one has changed
Still
You should've picked one further from home
You didn't
You walk in
You tell the priest your story
He's the first stranger you've come out to
He is special
Thats what you wholeheartedly believe
And then
He shatters you
CompletelyHe hates you
To your coreHe rejects you
Like the devil reincarnateHe throws you out
Like the gay trash you believe you areHe tells you not to come back
You're ashamedYou fucked up everything
You
Are
A
Fuck
Up
Who fucked up
And you feel you should dieBecause you were always a fuck up
But eventually
Eventually
You accept it
You move houses
You move on
You don't tell anyone
Not family
Eventually maybe a friendBut more importantly
You had given up on god then
Mostly when you realised you were gay
Because you didn't deserve himFully when you were thrown out
Out of spite for himCompletely when you moved on
Because you live better without fear of himBut you don't hate him
Why would you spread hate
You spread who you are
And for once
You just believe what you believe
And never let that break you
YOU ARE READING
Shit rant poems
PoetryThere are so so so many typos and one day, I'll fix them all.....maybe