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In the quiet

My experience with quiet bpd

Burdened with my own pain Countless theories without gain Drowning in a simple rain Swirling soul down the drain In the shadows, I reach for the blade Knowing full well, I should call for aid My mind is boiling over and I’m afraid Another bloody disappointment made Gasping is how I breathe Silence is how I leave Isolation is how I grieve Extremes is how I perceive Swallowed whole by sorrow Clinging on for tomorrow Hand me...

I cried for the world today Turned on the TV news Didn't know what to say I cried for the world today Saw them kick and punch him They thought it was okay I cried for the world today More people were shot dead Only gets worse to my dismay I cried for the world today Fighting, thefts drugs and war Will it ever just go away I cried for the world today Tsunamis, hurricanes, fires From climate change everyday I cried for the...

Anonymous

To Purge

With grief comes trauma and then the purge

  Shock rushes through your very bones  To rise and fall like waves of a restless sea  Plunging your heart deep into the cavity of an abyss  Where all those go – that are amiss   You succumb to feeling numb  The present now out of place  No trace  No hint  Not a single glint  From what once felt so real   A tangible being  To touch  To smell  To hear  … Now you feel   As they persist to exist in your mind  You accept in v...

Anonymous

Every time that I seem to advance,I take one step forward, and two steps back. Please hold my hand, I don't want to go it alone.I'm trying so hard-- Not to turn my back on the world.In the way that you have turned your back on me. Maybe I am angry at you.  Maybe it shows..Perhaps I don't really care..That is a lie though, I suppose. There you go.  Still there but lost to me.What went so wrong? My heart is fragile.Just lik...

Anonymous

Like A Feather Fallen

Awash in melancholy thought...

Separate from her comradesShe cannot soar, like they doCruely detached and condemned    To drift Inevitably toward  The darkness of the forest floor     Alone and cold    With bitter sickness  Filtering into damp decay  The leaf litter begins smothering    Precious light, away from her eyes     Awash in melancholy thought    Tendrils of chagrin    Drift through her psyche    Like a noxious smoke and  A soft contempt grows...

As The Oceans Burned   No One noticed No one cared Fish belly up Birds cover in oil Not a tear Do you care? To stop and think As you drove away Tossing your empty cola can Hurry before you are late Can't be bothered by the news  As the oceans burned 

Cancer Be Damned

Cancer touches us all

I lost a friend today  She was a shining star She fought every day She really came far    She lost her mom today Who was loving and kind Her battle lasted years  Now her kids are in a bind   They lost their dad today He was a really great guy He thought he had it beat His kids just sit and cry   They lost their child today  As innocent as can be  She struggled every day  Now she is set free    He lost a cousin today  She...

And I Left

I couldn't bring myself to ask.

The bar was too noisy and people stood shoulder to shoulder. They were all vying for a place at the bar. Music filled the air and it mingled with the laughter and drunken ramblings of its patrons.  I first spotted him as he entered the bar. His black hair was ruffled and his shoulders were hunkered in. The collar of his shabby, oversized peacoat was pulled up so high his face was barely visible. His frame was small, which...

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So much to do, so little time, so weary and weak

"We'll head out on Monday, spend the night in the next state, tour the park all day." "Oh, not been there." "Right, next day to the next state and the next park. Spend the night and take a couple of days to tour that park." "Sure you can do this?" Immediate response. "Sure, I'm fine. Just need to take my time and rest." Tired. Weary. In body and spirit. The alleyways of the mind are dark and dank. So tired. "I'll be fine....

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Anonymous

I am thankful and celebrating today. I’m sitting on a knitting box. My neighbour’s overwhelmingly colourful, cluttered living room feels like a sweat box as I watch her pull her blankets tighter. Believe it or not, I’m smiling, ignoring the sweat gathering at my nape. Chatting, learning, eating cake and pretending to drink tea. Sounds less than marvelous to most I guess- but it is. Inviting the women of my tiny street, my...

The love we let subside, the fear we try to so hard to hide, the hopes we dare not speak, and the nightmares we keep alive   Whether it's depression's blight, jealousy's sabotaging bite, or simple resentment and spite, all act as condemnations for the self   A host of symptoms that serve to bind, we give into loneliness and despair, pop the pills we are prescribed, or simply pretend that we're alright   We cower behind wh...