I speak of a word I have felt of for so long,
This word I cannot say because I feel its wrong.
It pains me greatly, why must it do such thing,
It’s despicable, it blows my self-esteem.
It haunts me inside, and pains me severely,
For I wish there was a way, to set it freely.
Scornful great undesirable pain, the word hurts much,
For I pray others, do not witness the same as such.
A word, so cruel, it discriminates me insanely,
For I am not understanding, I just want to be free.
It has trapped me, and locked me up as a prisoner,
I cannot have freedom, for its in me forever.
Till it is silent, thus I will tell you what word I speak,
Quietly sure, it will hit me hard inside, obscurely so deep.
Emotion is the word I speak, it happens every night,
Profound feeling I do not like, for I feel the need of suicide.
