Lost Daisy

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I am somewhere else not where I am lost in this daisy atmosphere going up, up, up

I was in a good place the other day but now I’m drifting away- too far, too much

As if there were no gravity to hold my soul in place and it hurts as it’s being torn out

The bpd is getting the best of me driving people I love away- even after he took me back

What kind of a fool am I that my mind torments me so as indelicacy grips my ribs and won’t let go

Will I survive another day to endure more of myself or at least what is left of this mad hat sanity

I am somewhere else not where I am and lost in this daisy atmosphere.

#borderline-personality-disorder, #bpd, #life, #mental-illness, #poems, #poetry

Insomniac

She grips the pillow tightly like someone may come in the room and take it. Not the one under her strawberry blonde hair, of course, but the one her boyfriend lays on. It’s comforting this cold night. She listens to the low hum of the fan that’s constantly running and that steady droll makes her feel better. There’s a loneliness when the dark world has their eyes shut and you’re the only one awake.

Write something! Break this long, fucking dry spell of writer’s block-even if what comes out completely sucks. Your few fans may understand, being writers themselves. If they laugh at you-you’ll never know it! Hold that head high! Just remind them you’re a stoic poet with a slight sense of humor. And maybe they will come back and read more another day…

#insomnia, #life, #loneliness, #writers-block, #writing

Drunk Poet

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I wanted to drink you a poem, but I’ve had too much to write

I can’t remember the song to the words, and sure as hell can’t rhyme

I’m losing your grasp on reality, as if I had any grip-to begin…

Besides, the Lord says being drunk is a sin, but he’ll just have to forgive

and forget…cuz I’m a crazy poet.

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#alcohol, #humour, #life

Blank

This blinking cursor and blank page is going to cause me rage

My screaming, screeching parrot doesn’t help anything either

I’m going to lose it, it has to be over, just cover my mouth and disengage.

Then there’s the mouse who peeps and keeps running through my house

The only answer coming to my brain is to take a broom and beat his ass

Then all the world’s problems will come to an end and I’ll just take a pass.

#depression, #humour, #life, #mental-health, #poem, #poetry, #rage

Stiletto

 

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Me, me, wanna be

Fancy face and carefree

Oh my, my- with my head held high

Stiletto heels, showing off these thighs

This lady dawned a party dress

And I’ll bite your lips for much less

Stuck on thoughts from a former life

Hope you’re happy with your hapless wife

No, no, no more strife

Mice in your pie! Feel my spite!

Police carried me to the Home

And they don’t let me loose to roam

Padded rooms and bolted doors

Shooting me up with metaphors

Literary genius I wanted to be

Birds slam the window, I’m not free.

#editing, #humour, #life, #literature, #poems, #poetry, #writing

Cause and Effect

 

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Blending memories with the weighted glare of her disconcerted eyes, I wonder…

Was it my fault he left her for another woman as he gripped her son good-bye?

The drama builds in my terminally odd mind filled with casual complacency

From the ledge I look up at the lucky stars and feel regret rain down from the sky

When suddenly I turn around, it’s her.

As I tumble to my death, I let out a helpless cry.

#death, #editing, #life, #literature, #murder, #poems, #poetry, #writing

Swallow

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If I saunter slowly under the moonlit sky will you stop me and swallow me whole?

Your sweet presence surrounds me squeezing away any hope I had of escaping

I love your warm lips and the feel of your kiss and the way your mouth explores my neck

I love your strong shoulders and tan, muscular chest and the way your hands fondle my breasts

Take me back, take me away, take these tears and fears and run with me to an unexpected place

If you take me under the moonlit sky, sweep me off my feet, stop me and swallow me whole

I will love your warm lips while they explore my neck and beg you to touch me some more.

 

#borderline-personality-disorder, #life, #love, #poem, #poetry, #united-states