Coming Out Pt.2 Poem by Jessica Thompson

Sweat trickling down my brow.
As you sit in front of me.
Mother.
Bitte.
Understand.
It's not in my D.N.A.
You nod oddly.
It's hard to tell you.
I pause.
''I'm Bi.''
You smile.
Tears scream.
Trying to fall.
My face on fire.
Waiting for your responce.
''I knew you were.''
I feel like I'm sick.
So sick.
''You don't have to worry.
Don't fret.''
Something.
Feels like.
Tons have been lifted.
Off my sholders.
The world seems clearer.
Coming out is something.
We all have to go through.