You raised me to love
So I thought,
That you loved too.
And I wanted nothing more,
Than to be just like you.
To love, just like you.
To beautiful, and free, and
Full of love, Just Like You.
And I thought I was doing ok.
I was making it out ok, I was
Loving just like you taught me
To Love. Until you poisoned
Me. And it seeped through my
Veins, like an unsettling truth.
Being that, I could never be
Just like you. And I thank God
For that now. Because the poison
That lies on your tongue, Teaching me
To Hate "them," refuses to be contagious.
And thank God. But no thank you, God.
Why did you send someone full of hate
To teach me the opposite? Because I thought
You were to love anyone, no matter what they
Looked like. And now I think they all waited until
I grew up, to tell me that it's not okay to love
People who are darker or oddly wonderful.
My hero is now a villain..
My full heart is now fighting hate.
Because I live in a world filled with it,
But I never thought it'd hit so close to home.
I never thought it'd hit so close to the veins.
So close to the blood.
So close to the DNA I thought was shared
I like to write; point blank. This is a little piece of me that I get to share with the rest of the world, and hey, you know, maybe you'll appreciate it, maybe it'll do nothing for you. But my writing exists, and that's enough for me.
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