Poems by nightbirdblue
About Poet: “You can use my skin to bury secrets in, and I will settle you down...” ~Fiona Apple
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Mar 2018 3:19am
16th Mar 2018 3:19am
Bedside Prayer
Those nights when you feel all alone
When memories leave you lost and cold
Scattered and nervous; what life is this
To continue breathing this existence?
How could I let it go on for so many years?
Why did I wait so long to face my fears?
Switched on autopilot with no control
While fake plastered smiles took their toll
And I try to sleep but the memories cascade
Emotional whirlwinds sweep me away
So I do what I know must be done
I am a warrior and I will no longer run
The truth is clear and I see you
Bastard who used to scream...
When memories leave you lost and cold
Scattered and nervous; what life is this
To continue breathing this existence?
How could I let it go on for so many years?
Why did I wait so long to face my fears?
Switched on autopilot with no control
While fake plastered smiles took their toll
And I try to sleep but the memories cascade
Emotional whirlwinds sweep me away
So I do what I know must be done
I am a warrior and I will no longer run
The truth is clear and I see you
Bastard who used to scream...
#strength
#abuse
#rhyming #memories
#rhyming #memories
139 reads
17 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
16th Mar 2018 3:14am
16th Mar 2018 3:14am
The Artifact
Tonight I am an archeologist
Rediscovering old tombs
The grave stone warns of years before
When hope was dire and lost
Unearthing dirt, and that’s all I find
It’s been confirmed: a life of lies
I lay down in this cold
And slowly bury myself again
Revisiting the past
Is like a black
And white film
Cut up
It is true
It was true
It was all true...
I can’t believe I survived
Rediscovering old tombs
The grave stone warns of years before
When hope was dire and lost
Unearthing dirt, and that’s all I find
It’s been confirmed: a life of lies
I lay down in this cold
And slowly bury myself again
Revisiting the past
Is like a black
And white film
Cut up
It is true
It was true
It was all true...
I can’t believe I survived
#strength
#abuse
#memories
#LifeChangingMoment
#SelfReflection
80 reads
18 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2018 3:46pm
23rd Feb 2018 3:46pm
My Wage’s Worth
Reduced
To paper clips
And stapling activities
Un-stapling, reprinting
Updating just one page
Not wasting
Lining up the office supplies
Keeping it simple
Like a factory production
It’s all my vacant stare can handle
Cutting lengths of bluish ribbon
No need to count them
Punching holes to tie them through
Then curling with scissors
Next I keep the scissors
Comfortably in my hand
Cutting tiny squares of double sided
Tape to stick to ornate bags
The final paper cover adheres
And after 30 more or so ...
To paper clips
And stapling activities
Un-stapling, reprinting
Updating just one page
Not wasting
Lining up the office supplies
Keeping it simple
Like a factory production
It’s all my vacant stare can handle
Cutting lengths of bluish ribbon
No need to count them
Punching holes to tie them through
Then curling with scissors
Next I keep the scissors
Comfortably in my hand
Cutting tiny squares of double sided
Tape to stick to ornate bags
The final paper cover adheres
And after 30 more or so ...
#anxiety
#depression
#LifeStruggles
102 reads
20 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2018 3:25pm
23rd Feb 2018 3:25pm
Office Dweller
Desperation
Nagging at my structure
Collapsed foundation
Similar to brittle bones
Of my rib cage
An anxious air that fills them
Shaking
My dungeon is
My shelter
But today I am told
That I must sacrifice
This very special space
This dreaded workplace
Uncertainty reigns
With the rise and fall
Of my disdain
Evicted
I have been forced
Out of my cave
Reluctant
I will my feet to walk
To my temporary station
On the filthy sales floor
Avoiding customers like the...
Nagging at my structure
Collapsed foundation
Similar to brittle bones
Of my rib cage
An anxious air that fills them
Shaking
My dungeon is
My shelter
But today I am told
That I must sacrifice
This very special space
This dreaded workplace
Uncertainty reigns
With the rise and fall
Of my disdain
Evicted
I have been forced
Out of my cave
Reluctant
I will my feet to walk
To my temporary station
On the filthy sales floor
Avoiding customers like the...
#anxiety
#LifeStruggles
#satirical #frustration
#satirical #frustration
73 reads
15 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
19th Feb 2018 2:43am
19th Feb 2018 2:43am
Desolation
I miss what I never had… )
Black:
Black is the absence
The absence of light
The absence of life
The absence of color
The void ever-present
An emotional wasteland
Black incubates…
Every desperate desire consumed
A child left grasping
Clutching at empty space
The pain of a vacant ribcage
Sucking in air between sobs
Begging for love to fill the hole
A hollow heart is black…
Black is the absence.
Black:
Black is the absence
The absence of light
The absence of life
The absence of color
The void ever-present
An emotional wasteland
Black incubates…
Every desperate desire consumed
A child left grasping
Clutching at empty space
The pain of a vacant ribcage
Sucking in air between sobs
Begging for love to fill the hole
A hollow heart is black…
Black is the absence.
#depression
#loneliness
#secrets
#family
#SelfReflection
91 reads
9 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
8th Feb 2018 3:48am
8th Feb 2018 3:48am
Confinement
paralyzed
by Borderline
Personality Disorder
quiet
and confined
carving creations
out of darkness
specified dynamics
domination
deviates intention
delineates compulsion
crying
uncontrolled emotions
curling up inside
only folded
like little pieces
of paper
valiant in nature
but suppressed
hiding...
I am the darkness
by Borderline
Personality Disorder
quiet
and confined
carving creations
out of darkness
specified dynamics
domination
deviates intention
delineates compulsion
crying
uncontrolled emotions
curling up inside
only folded
like little pieces
of paper
valiant in nature
but suppressed
hiding...
I am the darkness
#sadness
#depression
#loneliness
#dark
#MentalHealth
90 reads
11 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
8th Feb 2018 3:46am
8th Feb 2018 3:46am
The Fire
#depression
#dark
#SelfHarm #addiction
#SelfHarm #addiction
96 reads
8 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
7th Feb 2018 4:43pm
7th Feb 2018 4:43pm
Deja Vu
#SelfHarm
#suicide
#memories
#insomnia
#MentalHealth
138 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
5th Feb 2018 7:09pm
5th Feb 2018 7:09pm
Make A Wish - Dedicated to David_Macleod
This I dedicate
To my perfect mate
On this special date
Happy Birthday Dave!
Let us celebrate
Honoring our fate
Years past we erase
Renewed, a clean slate
The future we taste
As we navigate
I simply can’t wait!
To know such a state
Your soul I do praise
Basking in your rays
The rainy days fade
Sunny skies inflate
This gift I proclaim:
Brighter days await
Caressing your face
With a warm embrace
To my perfect mate
On this special date
Happy Birthday Dave!
Let us celebrate
Honoring our fate
Years past we erase
Renewed, a clean slate
The future we taste
As we navigate
I simply can’t wait!
To know such a state
Your soul I do praise
Basking in your rays
The rainy days fade
Sunny skies inflate
This gift I proclaim:
Brighter days await
Caressing your face
With a warm embrace
#happiness
#love
#relationships
#birthday
#rhyming
110 reads
23 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
30th Dec 2017 4:28pm
30th Dec 2017 4:28pm
In My Dreams
Maybe we’ll meet
In a different dimension
And I can tell you all
The things I didn’t mention”
How many lost letters
Novellas I have written
And failed to press send
In time for your reception
Stored away in archives
Embedded in my hard drives
Words left unsaid, buried
Deep inside my sub-psyche
Now every morning, for weeks
I awake in mystic memory
My dreams express poetically
Secret depths of my fidelity
I mourn this missed connection
Words trapped by hypertension
I wish I could communicate
Emotions...
In a different dimension
And I can tell you all
The things I didn’t mention”
How many lost letters
Novellas I have written
And failed to press send
In time for your reception
Stored away in archives
Embedded in my hard drives
Words left unsaid, buried
Deep inside my sub-psyche
Now every morning, for weeks
I awake in mystic memory
My dreams express poetically
Secret depths of my fidelity
I mourn this missed connection
Words trapped by hypertension
I wish I could communicate
Emotions...
#hope
#relationships
#ILoveYou
#misunderstood
#PowerOfWords
203 reads
22 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
30th Dec 2017 4:26pm
30th Dec 2017 4:26pm
When Tears Aren't Cried
I was engrained
From a very young age
To stifle the pain
To never reveal rage
To stuff it down
But as I’ve grown older
My ‘perma-frown’
Has forced me to look
Behind the corruption
Rising above
Societal conventions
To build my Crown
Of Gems that I now
Wear proudly, though
Time to time still it
Slips and strangles me
“Inappropriate reactions”
To every-day interactions
Be them justified or
Just raw to my ego’s mind
When I blush red, inside
It feels like the razor’s bite
I’ve held in my...
From a very young age
To stifle the pain
To never reveal rage
To stuff it down
But as I’ve grown older
My ‘perma-frown’
Has forced me to look
Behind the corruption
Rising above
Societal conventions
To build my Crown
Of Gems that I now
Wear proudly, though
Time to time still it
Slips and strangles me
“Inappropriate reactions”
To every-day interactions
Be them justified or
Just raw to my ego’s mind
When I blush red, inside
It feels like the razor’s bite
I’ve held in my...
#love
#LifeStruggles
#misunderstood
#PowerOfWords
#learning
164 reads
22 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Dec 2017 2:09am
26th Dec 2017 2:09am
The End
Death:
What a beautiful friend.
Without it, stress would never end.
Pain and sorrow, and tears would never dry...
If it weren't for the death of struggle and strife.
Funny how we think that pain will never end.
Then one day you wake up, more tired than you've ever been.
You give up on the worry, give up on despair.
You just don't care, anymore.
There is mourning for the person who used to be you,
Yet you feel free to realize:
A new day is a new you.
[ A text to my sister in 2015 ]
What a beautiful friend.
Without it, stress would never end.
Pain and sorrow, and tears would never dry...
If it weren't for the death of struggle and strife.
Funny how we think that pain will never end.
Then one day you wake up, more tired than you've ever been.
You give up on the worry, give up on despair.
You just don't care, anymore.
There is mourning for the person who used to be you,
Yet you feel free to realize:
A new day is a new you.
[ A text to my sister in 2015 ]
#hope
#courage
#inspirational
#spiritual
#LifeChangingMoment
105 reads
7 Comments
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