The wait
Now I finally see
There’s a woman in me.
And the void in my heart
That would never depart,
And the pain that would start
Without reason at sight
– All’s explained, and alright.
And the future looks bright.
But, for now, that’s my fate:
I must keep it inside.
My most beautiful side,
Which has blossomed so late,
I’m now struggling to hide.
For how long must I wait?
To be me,
To be free,
To pursuit my own glee?
Oh, how long will it be?
The path that lies ahead
Is harsh and filled with dread,
But my resolve won’t wane:
I’d gladly rush, instead.
But life’s forced me to refrain
And waste this time I won’t regain.
Will this new life compensate
All the time I’ll have to wait?
– Lady Scarecrow
Yep. That hit right in the feels. Thank you, sister. It was beautiful.
Fire
Usually not into poetry but this was really good. Even if we’re scared and in pain, knowing other people feel the way I do helps so much 💜
This is exactly why I decided to share this here. I’ve actually written this poem many years ago, and now I can tell you – and everyone else going through the same thing – that the wait is not easy, but it doesn’t last forever, and (answering my own question at the end) it is absolutely worth it.
I’ve been lurking several months on Lemmy, but this was so beautiful that I had to make my first comment to thank you for sharing. This had me on the verge of tears at work. I’m currently going through the same things as you in the poem. I have my first appointment with a trans friendly gender therapist soon so I can start processing my thoughts and feelings about my gender. Hearing your experience makes me feel that much more confident that I’m making the right choice. Thanks again for sharing
