Submissions by nightbirdblue (enbyblue)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am fluid polygender, identifying as both “she/her” & ”they/them” • Panromantic and married to the love of my life! 🏳️🌈 Poetry on mental illness, spirituality, LGBTQIA2+ experiences, and surviving DV.
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
879 reads
15 Comments
The Fire
#depression
#dark
#SelfHarm
#fire
#addiction
987 reads
10 Comments
Deja Vu
#SelfHarm
#suicide
#memories
#insomnia
#MentalHealth
750 reads
10 Comments
When Tears Aren't Cried
I was engrained
from a very young age
to stifle the pain
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 own Crown
of Gems that I now
wear proudly, although
from time to time it still
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...
from a very young age
to stifle the pain
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 own Crown
of Gems that I now
wear proudly, although
from time to time it still
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...
#love
#LifeStruggles
#misunderstood
#PowerOfWords
#learning
963 reads
20 Comments
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
816 reads
12 Comments
"A Poem"
I need something to occupy my head.
Dead. Dead. Dead.
Please occupy my head.
All I can seem to do is dream.
Scream. Scream. Scream.
It's just another dream.
When did I teach myself to dance?
Trance. Trance. Trance.
This game is just a dance.
[ Written December 1, 2013 ]
Dead. Dead. Dead.
Please occupy my head.
All I can seem to do is dream.
Scream. Scream. Scream.
It's just another dream.
When did I teach myself to dance?
Trance. Trance. Trance.
This game is just a dance.
[ Written December 1, 2013 ]
#anger
#depression
#abuse
#confusion
#emptiness
599 reads
8 Comments
Namaste
I was weary and hopeless
Contemplating the End ;
But for you my dear friend
I will shake and bend
I will break my constructs
As you have held my hand
Through moonlit nights
Tears you’ve helped me cry
So I will take a stand
You may not be here
But your spirit is fierce
I will never forget you
I will live on
Even after you’re gone
Singing your battle song
The desire to repay
Your selfless support
What can I do or say
To express my gratitude?
Might go without saying
WWJD? Wait wait… ...
Contemplating the End ;
But for you my dear friend
I will shake and bend
I will break my constructs
As you have held my hand
Through moonlit nights
Tears you’ve helped me cry
So I will take a stand
You may not be here
But your spirit is fierce
I will never forget you
I will live on
Even after you’re gone
Singing your battle song
The desire to repay
Your selfless support
What can I do or say
To express my gratitude?
Might go without saying
WWJD? Wait wait… ...
#love
#kindness
#strength
#inspirational
#gratitude
552 reads
13 Comments
Song for Sister
Let it go and move on
There's no need to get caught up
In the things that corrupt your mind...
Open up, let me in
Peel away from your tough skin
And embrace the true love of your existence...
When the sun rises again
Breath in life, breathe it in
Feel the warmth and take another step forward...
Every day we practice this
But together we can't miss
The opportunities await if we see them...
So let it go and move on
You're not alone this time around
We...
There's no need to get caught up
In the things that corrupt your mind...
Open up, let me in
Peel away from your tough skin
And embrace the true love of your existence...
When the sun rises again
Breath in life, breathe it in
Feel the warmth and take another step forward...
Every day we practice this
But together we can't miss
The opportunities await if we see them...
So let it go and move on
You're not alone this time around
We...
#love
#sister
#family
#inspirational
#addiction
590 reads
12 Comments
Candy Wrapper
😉
THEY CALL ME:
Dah CANdy WRAPpah!
jus’ a lil flakey like
saltine CRAcka’s!
born an’ raised ON THE
streets o’ Flint CON-CRETE!
...a city LOST
was once the HEART
o’ MICHigan...
I shake my head and I
LAY all those memories to REST...
‘cause them streets there
are now a-crumblin’
as I walk aWAY froma
life o’ softcore thuggin’...
I live now in
the capital LANsing-
BIG 10 UNI’...
don’t KNOW-WHAT to DO wit’ me!
as I BREAKdance mah entrance
onto the...
THEY CALL ME:
Dah CANdy WRAPpah!
jus’ a lil flakey like
saltine CRAcka’s!
born an’ raised ON THE
streets o’ Flint CON-CRETE!
...a city LOST
was once the HEART
o’ MICHigan...
I shake my head and I
LAY all those memories to REST...
‘cause them streets there
are now a-crumblin’
as I walk aWAY froma
life o’ softcore thuggin’...
I live now in
the capital LANsing-
BIG 10 UNI’...
don’t KNOW-WHAT to DO wit’ me!
as I BREAKdance mah entrance
onto the...
#home
#rhyming
#funny
#myself
#rap
1079 reads
14 Comments
Child’s Play
I will be:
The Grown
Mature
Aged
Young Woman
Who doesn’t makeup her bed
On any given day of the week
Hugging tight my dear soft teddies
And I will live
Happily this way
I will love the child within
Until the end of my days
The Grown
Mature
Aged
Young Woman
Who doesn’t makeup her bed
On any given day of the week
Hugging tight my dear soft teddies
And I will live
Happily this way
I will love the child within
Until the end of my days
#happiness
#identity
#inspirational
#aging
#SelfReflection
1070 reads
17 Comments
Dictionary Demise
I see the letters have now peeled off
Of the tabs of tarnished pages aged;
Mother’s old college textbook
“The American Heritage Dictionary”
This second edition before remission
Served Mother words for school,
But in the youngest years of my commission
It was my first poetic tool.
Long before the interwebs
Crept into my home,
These pages my fingers did glide
But now the glyphs are gone.
...
Of the tabs of tarnished pages aged;
Mother’s old college textbook
“The American Heritage Dictionary”
This second edition before remission
Served Mother words for school,
But in the youngest years of my commission
It was my first poetic tool.
Long before the interwebs
Crept into my home,
These pages my fingers did glide
But now the glyphs are gone.
...
#mother
#rhyming
#LifeAsAWriter
#PowerOfWords
#aging
762 reads
15 Comments
Lab Rats
like rats caged
tested and tamed
documenting all of
my sterile lines
from times they will
never know anything about
battles lost to add to the count
controversial treatments:
pills to pause mental disparage
cause growths malformed
of both psyche and form
and they wonder why
I’m forlorn
the lab rat that bites back
I will not conform
to ill-minded nature
when our freedom of thought is
being contained
yet we continue to blame...
...
tested and tamed
documenting all of
my sterile lines
from times they will
never know anything about
battles lost to add to the count
controversial treatments:
pills to pause mental disparage
cause growths malformed
of both psyche and form
and they wonder why
I’m forlorn
the lab rat that bites back
I will not conform
to ill-minded nature
when our freedom of thought is
being contained
yet we continue to blame...
...
#identity
#oppression
#motivational
#SelfHarm
#MentalHealth
633 reads
15 Comments
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